How my son sees me
My 7 year old son surprised me the other day when he presented me with this portrait he had drawn. My palpable delight was, it must be said, by some surprise at how he sees me. At least I’m smiling!
My 7 year old son surprised me the other day when he presented me with this portrait he had drawn. My palpable delight was, it must be said, by some surprise at how he sees me. At least I’m smiling!
Struggling with an injury that has put paid to this winter’s marathon plans, but unwilling to sacrifice the aerobic conditioning that I have built up through marathon (over)training, I was back on the bike last weekend. It’s quite chilly here in Hiroshima, but with a wind jacket, some ridiculous looking cycling tights and some shiny [...]
The season of Christmas sweater is almost upon us, and while these usually feature jolly Santas and portly snowmen, one of my students was sporting this one in class the other day.
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