Category Archives: Diary

Boyfriend meets friends gif

When your friends meet your boyfriend and love him

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All My Days

I don’t know a lot. I know a little of some things and a lot of general crap that is only useful in a pub quiz. I don’t know my own gut. I never stretched that muscle all that often. … Continue reading

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I remember you

Back in the day, this blog was more of a collection of stories, comical interludes of my life, love life and building a life in Tel Aviv. Somewhere along the line that all changed. I got sad. Depressed. okay I … Continue reading

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And the beat goes on

The world keeps turning. Six months have flashed by like lightning and yet such changes have taken place I am pinching myself to check that they are real. Day three in the new job and I am starting to realize … Continue reading

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The space between

A boat took my family and I over a deep blue river to a green town dotted with terracotta town houses each with second story balconies, white railings and white underlay of curtains hanging in the windows. We walked among … Continue reading

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ChannahbooKah New York!

It was so cold last year. Bitter cold, as I walk down Lexington Avenue towards Grand Central Station to get my train home to Wall Street. I had been at a Latino bar salsa dancing with a devilishly handsome Dominican … Continue reading

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A love story

We all want a love story. We all want to emulate that romance novel heroine and be rescued or ravaged by our hero. I look around my friends, people I know, people I just know of and I see these … Continue reading

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Dreaming of Benjamin

I do not know if it was a dream, or a memory or maybe even a bit of both. But I remember remembering that time, that place and I struggle to this day to remember how it felt. I was … Continue reading

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Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

You ever have those days when you just want to punch everyone in the face? I feel like that today…

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Strange Bedfellows

I am already missing taking my laptop to bed with me… and yes I realise how sad that sounds.

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