– Her disbelief was palpable. Having just arrived at Chapman’s Peak view point, overlooking the vast ocean, her four year old eyes and mind were clearly and completely dumbfounded.
He spoke slowly, methodically, as if his words were part of the straining process. I was sitting in a tea-tasting class in O’ways Teacafe (go there). As he spoke, I felt a lump in my throat – the kind of lump that comes with conviction. I had been living life too fast. After recently getting back from a month-long adventure overseas, I somehow hadn’t found the time to reflect, look through photos or even remember why I went in the first place. Life has a way of carrying on like that. Continue reading →
Normally I would object. But standing in the middle of Montmartre, one of Paris’s many tourist hubs, watching couples as they bought paintings, ate croissants, drank coffees and tasted chocolates…somehow it seemed true.
Ah man, it was just the kind of humour I needed on a six hour train ride. The son had reached peak ADD levels and the father had clearly had enough. It was a surprisingly effective parenting/threatening technique.
The words caught my attention as I walked into the Ogilvy London office. It couldn’t be more appropriate as I’d taken a month off work to do exactly that.
You can relax. It wasn’t as deep as it sounds.