When I saw Nigel Latta on TV talking about teenagers I was at first amused until I realized what a load of crock he was talking. Not only was he talking rubbish, but his theories about teenagers are not funny, they are dangerous. Calling teenagers another species or aliens is marginalizing and isolating them. Categorizing … More In Praise Of … Teenagers
I have just taken delivery of the most marvellous domestic invention. I am not usually impressed by kitchen implements – or any home gadget – but this is a wonder to behold. I have acquired a rubbish bin that, when you wave your hand over it, it opens! Is it magic? Is it science fiction? … More Wierd Things I Have Around The Home. Wierd Thing #4: Intelligent Rubbish Bin
I came across this today, and thought it particularly relevent to my previous post “Je ne regrette rien” I like it because it expresses an essential sentiment I omitted: a sense of responsibility “Although you should not erase your responsibility for the past, when you make the past your jailer, you destroy your future. It … More Responsibility, Regret and New Beginnings
Edith Piaf sang “Non, je ne regrette rien” (No, I regret nothing at all, or No, I’m not sorry for anything) with passion, as a personal statement of courage and faith in her future. She sang it, not in desperation, but as an affirmation of hope, of courage and life. The final line she sang is: … More “Non, je ne regrette rien”
