You may have noticed there was something of a blank here at Lucid Ephemera for a few weeks while I went off and did festive things and had a holiday. More details on Italians in puffy jackets and wild boar salami follow in the next few weeks. In the meantime, I hope all of you [...]
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2010 and 2011, thank you and hello
Posted in Aleppo, archaeology, architecture, Australia, autumn, Berlin, bread, British colonial mansions, cathedrals, chocolate, Christmas, churches, Crete, Cretins, Cyprus, Damascus, day trips, deer, Dodgy taxi drivers, driving, elbow, England, expat, fleas, food, Germany, Greece, history, Italy, Liverpool, manor houses, markets, Morocco, mosques, museums, odd hotels, Ottomans, Phillipine overseas domestic workers, post offices, Recalcitrant stereos, rowing, shopping, singing, smuggling, summer, Sunday, Syria, The Cyprus Question, The Mediterranean Middle Lane, tombs, tourism, travel, Turkey, Uncategorized, Venetians, Volkswagens, Volkswagons, weather, winter, wordless, work, working from home, Xania on January 4, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Black and Blue
Posted in Australia, autumn, England, food, summer, weather on September 8, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Autumn is here; practically if not officially, bringing with it a painful, itchy but ultimately tasty adventure. Although the season doesn’t officially change for three weeks, autumn has been here for a fortnight. There have been chills in the early morning air and a couple of dulling fogs. Surprisingly, the change has been a welcome [...]
Wordless Wednesday
Posted in England, Italy, summer, wordless, tagged wordless on August 18, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Wordless Wednesday
Posted in cathedrals, England, Italy, summer on July 28, 2010 | 6 Comments »
Abundance
Posted in summer on July 26, 2010 | 4 Comments »
I love summer because everything seems to come alive. Nowhere is this more evident than on the canal. This weekend the school holidays kicked in and the place seemed to be bubbling over with life. There was a cacophony of canal boats. With the school holiday rush even those of the house-barges that normally doze unused by [...]
Cygnets and Cow Parsley
Posted in summer on June 30, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
It’s definitely summer. In fact, apparently there’s a heatwave on. The temperature hasn’t gone far above twenty-five degrees but the humidity makes it feel warmer. I’ve been digging out my summer clothes and regretting not bringing more from Australia, where I left all my sundresses thinking I would have no need for them in England. [...]
The First Days of Summer Weather
Posted in England, summer on May 24, 2010 | 3 Comments »
Suddenly, summer has arrived. Only weeks since I last wore a beanie and gloves on my morning walk, we are basking in sunshine and ferreting around in the backs of drawers for short-sleeved clothing. Britain is fantastic in hot weather. For a start, it feels warmer than it is, because of the dampness. It’s ever-so-slightly [...]
Almost Spring
Posted in England, summer on May 1, 2010 | 1 Comment »
I have just realised that several posts I attempted to file here by email have been lost in the ether and never found their way to this site. Here’s one of them from a few weeks ago. You can expect to again find me here once a week from now on. When late last year [...]
Blighty or Blighted
Posted in architecture, bread, deer, England, expat, food, manor houses, summer, travel on September 4, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Coming home after a trip away is sometimes a letdown. There’s a tired, Sunday-night feeling of coming back to normality. On other occasions a return to the warmingly familiar is fun. In this way we were quite looking forward to getting back to England, which is now home, if not home-home, which is on the [...]
The Armpit of Cyprus
Posted in Cyprus, summer on August 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I’d been warned about Nicosia. Hearing that it was our next destination, hotel receptionists, seasoned researchers and locals alike would grimace and make a comment about Nicosia’s renowned summer heat. The Beloved railed about how the city was placed in the worst possible site for a city at this latitude: the bottom of a valley [...]
