Merry Christmas from the Muzzies
The tree’s up, gifts have been bought and three homemade Christmas puddings are chilling in the cold cupboard. So far so good – this Muslim household is on track for Christmas...
Paris – The Friendliest Place On Earth
We pull into the fresh-looking plaza on the outskirts of town, its clean lines and manicured verges incongruous amongst the trees and cornfields round about, like work shoes worn with jeans...
Winter Is Coming
The air is still, there's no breeze. Expectation hangs dumbly like a first-grader trying to cut in at the school disco. Everything waits...
Winter Warmer – Homemade Shepherd’s Pie
Here's how to make your own Shepherd's Pie. None of the quantities is sensitive, if you want to throw in chopped carrot and celery - go ahead. If you love mash, make extra. Play around with the recipe and make it your own...
Review of “What About Your Saucepans” – genre: expat
Rediscovery, liberation and romance abroad – it might sound formulaic but if it’s handbags, engagement rings and martinis you’re after forget it... THIS IS CHICK LIT WITH BALLS!
Passing The Torch – Remembrance Day
Every Remembrance Day I'm reminded of the waste and futility of war, the squandering of life through an inability to live and let live. But today I realised something else: the importance of being clear and committed about what matters to you...
Ties That Bind – What makes us ‘belong’?
A large part of Identity is tied up with ‘belonging’. I often hear people talk about feeling comfortable where they ‘fit in’, they mention places where they ‘belong’ or ‘feel at home’. So how do you know where you belong?
- Borderline Personality Disorder, Bridging Cultures, Expat Life, Interracial marriage, Islam, Mental Health
Identity – More Than The Sum Of My Parts
You might think identity is something that comes from within, but copying and assumption have a huge influence in how we see ourselves.
Bangles, Betrothal & ‘A Good Pakistani Girl’
The narrow gold bands jingled gaily as my mother in law kneaded the atta for the evening’s roti. They glinted in the sunshine when she reached skywards to peg the washing and tinkled when she raised a hand to adjust the duputta covering her hair...
Playing In Paris
Last week S and I hitched a ride with a meeting-bound husband to Paris, Ontario - pop. 11,763. It was somewhere we'd never been. We had no phone, little money and zero need for either...
