Slovene Cuisine #3: Bled Cream Slice

No trip to Bled would be complete without sampling the local sweet-toothed delicacy: Kremšnita or Bled Cream Cake. The name Kremšnita is a 'Slovenisation' of the German Cremeschnitte, so you will sometimes find it referred to as the more Slovenian-sounding Kremna Rezina. A cake by any other name would taste as sweet? You decide... History... Continue Reading →

Capitalisation Controversy

Dear Readers, As I write today, I feel like a dinosaur. I feel a little silly, and certainly a little antiquated. The reason? I recently entered a poetry competition, which incidentally I didn't win: no sour grapes here, just giving you some context. What concerned me were the judge's comments regarding the capitalisation of the... Continue Reading →

Slaying the Beast: #PMDD

This is a PMDD post. I write these from time to time, mainly to help other sufferers, and to raise awareness of the condition. Also out of sheer exhaustion and exasperation at trying to find some kind of treatment that works. What is PMDD? PMDD is Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder. It is often described as 'a... Continue Reading →

Return to School – #Haibun

My children return to school tomorrow. Or rather, start their new schools in a new land. Since they last attended, there’s been worldwide pandemic, a 3-day relocation, a new country and a new language to get to grips with. My youngest should do just fine: he’s so used to hearing different languages they merge into... Continue Reading →

Vincent Ehindero Award #2

Thanks to the lovely Lindsay of Live, parent, teach, repeat I have been nominated for my second Vincent Ehindero Award. Lindsay's blog is a hilarious read for parents juggling busy lives, and also deals with educational issues. I recommend it highly to anyone who shares these interests. The Rules: Thank the person who nominated you... Continue Reading →

Time it was…#dVerse Prosery

‘Time it was, and what a time it was, it wasA time of innocence, A time of confidences…’ Such was the time I spent with my Grandmother. Her home was always a place of sanctuary: she stayed up all hours of the night and was always glad of company. She could sit for hours recounting... Continue Reading →

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