My mum was a proponent of the Japanese idea that inanimate objects are our equals. She once apologised to her chocolate digestive after it slipped from her fingers to the floor. “Sorry biscuit”, she exclaimed with genuine regret.Read More
I love stumbling upon obscure exhibitions in quiet corners of cities. Recently in London I found a display of household objects at The German Historical Institute (which is worth a visit for the staircase alone).
The show was called “Things we keep” and was the result of a Kings College project which asked German expats to reveal the treasured possessions they had brought with them to England.Read More