August 14th, 2020 | Personal
A City to be Saved – One Brick at a Time
As I sit at my kitchen table sipping coffee, reading about the world’s woes, I think about those people in Beirut who don’t have a kitchen table to sit at.…
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As I sit at my kitchen table sipping coffee, reading about the world’s woes, I think about those people in Beirut who don’t have a kitchen table to sit at.…
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Covid, fake tan man, the economy, Portland mayor getting tear gassed through his goggles, person, woman, man, camera, TV, worrying fake tan man won’t leave office on January 20th, I…
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Stretch can’t believe how busy I am. He says he’s so impressed how I always have a project on the go, how curious and motivated I am- even during the…
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I hate ethical dilemmas. On the one hand, I have zero symptoms, I feel totally fine. On the other hand, Stretch has tested positive for Covid 19. On the one…
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This Corona is quite testing. I don’t mean the whole not sneezing, not coughing, get out of my space buddy thing. I mean the washing your hands for twenty seconds.…
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I went to two 60th birthdays in England last week. Both quite off-piste and telling as far as birthdays go. One was organised by a woman, several months in advance,…
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Let’s just say, this article did not surprise me. Not at all. You are welcome Amazon. Without my support, your sales would have been flat as a pancake. I may be…
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When my partner-in-crime Anne Hardy suggested that the Mario Buatta, Prince of Interiors sale at Sotheby’s might make a good story, I think I was emptying the dishwasher, maybe feeding…
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