Month: November 2020

It is set in stone now. I am fifty. As the old fifty cents disappeared from the wallets of Czechoslovaks, my fifty has set on the road to fifty-one slowly. I was scared. I remember vividly a Petr’s fifty years’ birthday party. It was so nice, lovely, happy. Everyone enjoyed it. Nobody had a clue…

As a child, I went sometimes to a cemetery, where my mum’s and dad’s parents are resting. I was crossing women in scarfs or bareheaded with something in their hands. I did not understand much, I just observed.  Old grannies carrying something. They did not come together. Each came on its own to a different…

I do not know how you feel about it but I like to live with books. They accompany me since my childhood, surely due to my dad Pavel. There were always books in my parents’ place. My mom was sometimes upset about books being everywhere and taking place of other important things. Since the room…

I have a friend. She is great. She is living in Switzerland. She followed her husband who’s dream was to work for CERN. My friend is an architect. She is very skilled. After arrival to Switzerland she worked in a prestigious studio that she left to devote her time to something even more prestigious, such…