Salts Mill, Yorkshire
Sir Titus Salt considered the harsh living conditions of the weavers and mill workers in Bradford, so instead of retiring, he created a new town with good houses and facilities for his workers.
Who Collected The Impressionist Paintings in Their Time?
Edmund de Waal, the author of "The Hare with the Amber Eyes", has chased his Eprussi family history. The Nazis stole a lot of possessions, and the Japanese Netsukes were only saved by their faithful domestic help in Vienna. Like his distant relative Charles Eprussi, he seeks to refine his art, the creation of fine porcelain and pottery.
A Visit To Carl Larsson’s House in Dalarna, Sweden
In the house, so much seemed alive as quotes written on the walls were meant to encourage the children to remember to behave. My favourite was: Be well-behaved and happy; then you will solve the riddle of life! In Swedish, it rhymes.
A Travel to Tashkent, Uzbekistan, in the Late Communist era
My longtime memory from this journey thirty-two years ago is unforgettable hospitality
A Trip in Churchill’s Footsteps
I value Winston Churchill highly and recognise him as an important figure for us to admire from the hardships of WWII. He was born for his time, and he knew it from his childhood
My Fascination of a Father- Child Relationship
I have always loved to observe fathers and their children and big brothers and their smaller siblings.
Overcoming Fear of Separation as a Child
An attempt to describe a long travel in life to become the person I am
My Aunt Eva
My aunt’s four boys, my cousins Born in 1921 Aunt Eva would have been 95 years old today the 4th of February had she been alive. My grandmother Asta and her firstborn Eva, May 1921 As a child, I admired my mother’s sister Eva. She was full of humour, and she had four lively boys. Three of them […]
A Child’s Drawings from the 1950s
Inspired from “The Happy Quitter” with her blog Nonsmokingladybug on a subject called “Pictures can speak loader than words” I would like to share some of the drawings from my childhood about 60 years ago.
“The Green Stripe” by Henri Matisse
My father kept a key behind a small picture painted by Matisse. It was the second key to the door from the cellar and out. We always got into our house that way. The first key sat in the lock inside the door. The extra key was used when the family went to bed at night. Did you lock the […]
From one Heart to Another 