Sunday, 23 November 2014


Two days ago an old and very dear friend died quite unexpectedly. I am so sad, especially for his family. There is nothing to say except how miserable and unfair life can sometimes seem and how already I miss him. I am still putting pictures on Instagram, to keep my mother in touch with things we are doing and seeing, but I think I'm going to keep quiet here for a little while.

Saturday, 15 November 2014

A Luxembourgeois Proletarian

I just spent a couple of days in Luxembourg and found myself wondering how hard it might be to escape bourgeois tendencies if you began life as a Luxembourg national. It is a lovely place and I apologise, to those who disapprove of this sort of platform hopping, for posting my pictures and comments about the trip on Instagram - - rather than here. Apart from the speed with which one can post photographs there, it is also much easier for my mother to access my pictures there, and that matters to me, as it gives her some pleasure to see them now that she feels a bit beyond travelling herself and I am far away.

Friday, 14 November 2014

Christmas Is Coming

As it says on the side of this blog, you can solve all present problems quite easily. All you have to do is go to this site. You should be able to find a present that will thrill anyone and also give them pleasure for years and years and years.

Saturday, 8 November 2014

Didn't We Have a Lovely Day, the Day We Went to Antwerp

Yes, we did, thanks for asking.

It was actually today that we went, rather on the spur of the moment. I had finally completed the rigmarole that follows the purchase of a car in Belgium - which includes having to get a handmade numberplate, because the government only supplies one of the pair you need - and so, when we woke up and saw that the weather was beautiful, we decided to use the opportunity of sunshine and our very own vehicle to head out of town.

In Antwerp we saw lots of lovely and intersting things, and I've loaded the pictures I took onto instagram. They can be found here.

Wednesday, 5 November 2014


Someone I know gets cross because I just don't seem to understand that Instagram is not about words but images. Partly to be irritating, partly because it's so much easier to load pictures to Instagram than it is to Blogger, I've started doing what I suppose could be called mini blogposts over at Instagram, when I haven't quite the energy to struggle with Blogger.

Today I told a really appallingly lame joke over there, about a piano tuner. Yesterday, I read Tatler and took some pictures of the worst parts of it. That magazine is actually more appalling than any joke I could possibly make about piano tuners or anything else. Of course, like me with Instagram, it probably only does it to annoy. In which case, I congratulate it for being very, very effective.

My name on Instagram is zedmkc. I have a very fetching profile picture over there too, if I do say so myself.