On the eve of my eighteenth birthday, I wrote a sonnet for my future self, so that when I was older and wiser, I could read it and look back on my youth and smile. Several decades later, here I am, on the eve of another significant birthday. So I'm re-reading that sonnet, and looking [...]
I’m sure I’m not alone in feeling deep waves of nostalgia whenever New Year’s Eve swings round yet again. Inevitably, I turn to my old diaries, digging them out of the wooden chest in my bedroom. And as I browse through the time-worn pages, I sink into a world gone by: timeless memories that are [...]
If you've ever visited the beautiful historic city of Krakow in Southern Poland, you might be interested in reading on. The extract below will take you on a little time warp back to 1992, the year I moved here. That was barely three years after the end of Communism. The unforgettable atmosphere back then, and [...]
Before going any further, full disclosure. If you’re someone who hated your schooldays and never wants to be reminded of them, then maybe this blog post isn’t for you. But on the other hand, why not give it a go? My own schooldays weren’t exactly plain sailing – there were some pretty grim experiences, some [...]
Here we are again. Another October, with russet-golden leaves coating pavements, parks, avenues and riverside walks in mellow autumn hues. Sunday, October 29th. That’s today. The clocks have just gone back, and the scary-creepy-scary day is almost upon us. The fancy dress party day. The horror movie-watching day. Scream day. Yup, it’s Halloween time again! [...]
Don’t you sometimes just want to grab Time by the scruff of its neck and drag it backwards? Yell at it, “Stop moving! Stop running away from me! Hey, I haven’t finished here yet, dammit, I’m only halfway through … WAIT, can’t you let me take a breath before hurtling forwards again?” And how does [...]
Does that ever happen to you? Does the strain of a particular song or a scene in a particular film, or perhaps the atmosphere captured by a particular painting, ever bring a kind of pang to your innermost being? A gush of nostalgia, longing, wishing you could be back there, or still in there, in [...]
Wendy Skorupski 