The search for whimsical things. Pt 1.

The family next door has lived here since 1954. The ones upstairs moved in a year later, but when the original owners died, their children had the place stripped and refurbished into a studio, now inhabited by an American or European expat whose only encounter with me is the cacophony of her sex life at … Continue reading The search for whimsical things. Pt 1.

On Learning: My Education is Not a bottle of Whiskey

I’m doing the Learning how to Learn course on Coursera. One of the assignments called for more introspection on one’s learning journey than was allowed for, so I’ll continue here. Over the years I developed a rather misguided view on learning and personal development. I thought people were more like whiskey – only as good … Continue reading On Learning: My Education is Not a bottle of Whiskey