home – To The Table

Coming home

There is the Christmas tree shining into the grey lane. Home is warm and carpeted, with bedside lamps turned on, as always. When I was a child the gentle slump of the car in the drive would always be a bit of a bother. “We’re home.” I’d be half asleep in the backseat, sighing inContinue reading “Coming home”

Rome and Home

One long summer later and I’m home. I’ve returned to my family and my bed and Robinson’s squash and all of the other longed-after English food stuffs I’ve missed so dearly. Ahhhh…it sure does feel good to be home. Even though it’s cloudy and despite the fact that I now have to begin the longContinue reading “Rome and Home”

Snails

If I have learned only one thing from au pairing, it is that I am a snail. Not in the sense that I’m slow (although admittedly, I am) but through the fact that I carry my home on my back. When I left England almost three weeks ago now, I rather naively thought that IContinue reading “Snails”