I fully intended to write, this 65th Birthday year, a monthly essay chronicling my adventures around the world. Ah, but as we all know, the proverbial road to hell is paved with such good intentions and I faltered already by the third month;.
The transfer service came at 7:30am … which automatically engendered a sleepless night beforehand; a night spent staring at the alarm clock and finally shutting it down five minutes before it was due to go off.
The Comparative Merits of Schnitzel and Sushi at 65
As I slowly approach my 65th birthday, which happens to be in May and which I share with Messrs Tchaikowsky and Brahms (perhaps a good thing?), I tend to find myself combating a tendency to reflect on my past.