Teaching English to Tibetan monks is one thing, but to see the Dalai Lama in person is quite another. From Thursday to Saturday here in Dharamsala, he has been holding twice-daily open audiences at the Temple. As 6,000 people are expected at each session, I was thrilled when Kunchok, a senior monk who runs the … More A Teaching with the Dalai Lama
It’s back! My one weakness (although my husband would argue fervently that I have more) is my passion for MasterChef. I have no idea how it has slurped and slopped its way into my soul, but it has. It is also the cause of much anguish, of which my husband has had a belly full. … More Please God, turn back time so I can get onto Masterchef.
It’s Valentine’s Day. A card arrives on the early morning tea tray. I clasp my hands to my bosom and exclaim, ‘A Valentine card for me? Who could it be from?’ Husband dutifully answers. ‘Don’t know. Postman must have come early.’ Further hammed-up swooning as card is extracted from envelope. Then I give a melancholic sigh.
I have just returned from a train trip from London to Barcelona. What a wonderful city – full of surprises. Not least, Antoni Gaudi’s extraordinary basilica, La Sagrada Familia. Gaudi started his mammoth building project in 1883. Following his death 40 years later at the age of 72 (he was hit by a tram), the … More God and a jigsaw piece
The BBC’s Today Programme on Monday mentioned that 17th January is the darkest time of the year emotionally. The hype of Christmas and New Year has gone, and most of our resolutions have already fallen by the wayside. Instead, we’re left with the reality that life continues to chunter along, much the same as last … More January. A time for reflection
I want to start this blog with some thoughts about what has inspired me to start researching and writing about sex, meaning and the menopause.