Last Night

I have a new best friend, in my dreams.  In my dream he is rich and famous, enormously (suprisingly) talented.  He lives in New Orleans (surely that should be Memphis) and he wants to be my best friend.  In my dream he is Justin Timberlake.  Oh woe is me.  I have a teenage crush at…

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WTF?

Ten years on and there are many things in Israel, quirks shall we say, that I didn't think I would ever get used to. In fact on arrival many of them struck me at the least strange and at the worst absurd.  Here are my favourites; 1. Cottage.  No not a small quaint house in…

Just add matches

It's that time of year again when the air smells of wood smoke, children are spotted pushing shopping trolleys of wood and the fire service are on high alert.  Yes, it's Lag Ba'Omer which is which is I suppose the Israeli equivalent to bonfire night, minus the fireworks.  You can read all about the historical…

Never Forget

It's a week of armies and war and soldiers and remembrance and the childer's have reacted in a what I can only call a big muddle. Their Dad is spending the week in the miluim which is the army service that all males do until around the age of 40 to 45.  He's training which means…