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Advent in Zagreb

It’s that time again – advent in Zagreb. Back when we arrived in 2013, there was one fairly small but cool Christmas market near the funicular. We went there each night to eat sushi (!) and drink beer and chat to the guy who ran it. He was from Syria...

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What the…? No books!

I was just taking a look at Goodreads and I’ve discovered that I didn’t read a single book in October, and I’m on track to not read any in November as well. Does this ever happen to you? I was on a roll. Not that reading books is a trackable...

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The difference punctuation makes

We all know that punctuation matters. What’s that old story? Grammar and punctuation are the difference between: “Let’s eat Grandpa!” and “Let’s eat, Grandpa!” Sometimes, all it takes is a paragraph mark. I wrote a poem some time ago about a man and a boat. An opportunity came up recently...

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Keeping Croatia in the top 5

I learned this week that Croatia is in the top five alcohol consumers of Europe. The list looks like this: Truly, I’m surprised. C and I often talk about how rarely we see drunk people roaming the streets of Zagreb. It just doesn’t happen. As far as we can tell,...

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The burglar

We woke this morning to a white Zagreb. No, not snow, not yet. Just a foggy gauze which has surrounded the whole city, enveloping it. I imagine it must have crept down the mountain during the night, sneaking down streets and alleyways to enclose us completely. Our silent burglar, robbing...

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Put the light on

I used to live in a hostel, in London. I lived there for a year and a half, sharing a room with five boys. Double bunks, we had, in that small room. I had the top bunk by the window. I loved it. Below me was a young Australian man,...

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Visiting churches with non-religious people

Just for the record, I am a non-religious person. But I grew up Catholic, and went to mass occasionally and always at Easter and Christmas, and I went through all the Catholic rituals like my First Communion and my Confirmation. I’ve read the bible more or less through, and I...

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A mad marathon

It’s the time of year again when I walk down Ilica going “gosh it’s quiet, there aren’t any trams” and then realise that the Zagreb Marathon is on. I took a bunch of photos – most of which are shit because, as it says right there in my byline, I’m...

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On using your fingers, at all times, correctly

Each morning I sit down to journal, just for 3 pages, no more. Anything more is indulgence. I start from the realm of dreams and sit, bleary-eyed, at my desk, hot cup of tea in hand, in my right hand, my writing hand. It makes it hard to write, sometimes....

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Writing: a status update

So one of the reasons I’m hanging out here in Europe is so I can work on my writing career. Ha! Career! Anyway, writing is tough and making money from writing is even tougher. Here, then, is a quick reflection on what I’ve learned, lost and succeeded at over the...