I went on a course in Prague over half-term - oh, half-term. Parting is such sweet sorrow.
(By the way, I know - 'I went on a course in Prague'. Jeez. Gone are the days when a sandwich on Parents' Evening felt like a bit of a treat. And the course itself was amazing, and the fella who led it was The Most Inspirational Man Ever and was like 'I feel that to be teacher of Literature is to be a practitioner of Literature and here's a blog of my own writing that I SHARE WITH MY STUDENTS' - at which point my head exploded.)
I haven't been for a long time - 2007, I reckon, when I did a mini-tour of Eastern Europe. All I remember of the city is a room with huge windows and a cellar-type bar under the bridge. And pretzels. Pretzels on a mug tree. And buying The Sun a lot to read about AMY WINEHOUSE DRUGS HELL.
I did less of that this time. Although I did read some amazing Alice Munro short stories and some Szymborska (thanks, Inspirational Course Fella!)
(By the way, I know - 'I went on a course in Prague'. Jeez. Gone are the days when a sandwich on Parents' Evening felt like a bit of a treat. And the course itself was amazing, and the fella who led it was The Most Inspirational Man Ever and was like 'I feel that to be teacher of Literature is to be a practitioner of Literature and here's a blog of my own writing that I SHARE WITH MY STUDENTS' - at which point my head exploded.)
I haven't been for a long time - 2007, I reckon, when I did a mini-tour of Eastern Europe. All I remember of the city is a room with huge windows and a cellar-type bar under the bridge. And pretzels. Pretzels on a mug tree. And buying The Sun a lot to read about AMY WINEHOUSE DRUGS HELL.
I did less of that this time. Although I did read some amazing Alice Munro short stories and some Szymborska (thanks, Inspirational Course Fella!)
//Service Announcement: I seem to have lost my blogging mojo. I don't really know what to do about that. I've toyed with packing the whole thing in, if I'm honest. Nothing's wrong - I just wonder if it's maybe time for something new. Anyway, that's the reason it's been a bit quiet at this end. We'll see. Over and out.//
Hi, I love reading your blog (stumbled across it somehow from AOW). Sorry that I haven't commented or introduced myself before. I love reading about your life abroad, enthusiasm for your work and penchant for nice furniture. I hope your mojo returns (and that you're not creeped out that a complete stranger enjoys following your blog). x
ReplyDeleteThanks for the kind words :) your name made me laugh - 'Another Sarah'? Like 'Another Laura Like Every Other Girl Born In 1983'? Cheers for coming out of blurker mode, means a lot!
ReplyDeletePlease don't stop writing it. I'm not convinced that anyone has a "writing mojo." I think that most people find it a toil and feel embarrassed about it. It is always wonderful to read this and the pictures are beautiful
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