One of my children had, during childhood, sometimes questions about language of great importance to him. If unanswered he kept repeating them, over and over again, like:” if inham (cove) exists does uitham (tongue of land) also exist, and if it doesn’t exist, why not?”
My dad had a had a large leather toolbox he called de Boormossel (Stone borer). That name was a hint of his sense of humour: the toolbox contained amongst other tools his electric drill (boor) hence Boormossel.
I always enjoy our garden. It gives me joy, and sometimes amazement. Amazement because this month there are small yellow flowers that I never have seen in the garden before. A splash of colour in the garden, which is at this time of year still barren and dull.
I come stumbling back from the bakery with a lot of bread in my bags. I see myself walking in my mind, moving irregularly, dragging along my left side. That’s rotten, yes, but there are people doing worse than me,…