Remember bell bottoms? If so, good for you. So do I but not because I was old enough to wear them. Thank god or jah or the flying spaghetti monster for that. I was less than 10 in their heyday and they’ve never made a comeback. Nowadays, the only time you see them is in […]
Post-summer bummer
08/09/2015 by 1 Comment
The Desperate Expat Wife considers the generous holidays in Luxembourg to be a major advantage. She especially enjoys it in September when she, comfortably installed on her beach towel, waves a royal goodbye to the majority of fellow holidaymakers who grudgingly pick up their towels and plod back to work and school, making her the […]
Leaving the linguistic smorgasbord
25/08/2015 by Leave a Comment
It dawned on me soon after arriving in Estonia this month. We’re not in Luxembourg anymore. No siree, Sigefroid. Unlike the Grand Duchy, there’s no linguistic smorgasbord or palette of patois to choose from. Therefore, kiss good-bye any signs like this:
Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
11/08/2015 by Leave a Comment
The Desperate Expat Wife is quite an experienced Luxy expat by now, but she still asks herself –frequently – the question that is almost as famous as «to be or not to be»: Should I stay or should I go? Now, The Clash, who brought this question much fame, partly explains why it is valid […]
Up or down?
21/07/2015 by Leave a Comment
Up or down. It’s an ever continual debate with no definitive answer. Sure, there are arguments either way but in the end it seems that men always win. The toilet seat is almost always up when they exit the bathroom. Why?
Nettle soup with boiled egg (this is not a recipe)
07/07/2015 by Leave a Comment
The other day I was discussing food – for some reason an ever recurring topic – with among others Clew foodie Alison. Oddly enough on a heatwave warm summer night, we talked about soup. “Nettle soup with boiled egg!” I exlaimed enthusiastically. Whereupon the other soup talkers all looked like they were about to puke. […]
Getting home in time
02/06/2015 by 2 Comments
Most topics can be seen from an expat angle. Using the geometrical angle, one side will be the sheer physical distance and the other socio-cultural changes. The endpoint is personal change and a new take on things ranging from small to big and from fun to serious. Even death is within this angle. It was […]
The handshake seals the contract
26/05/2015 by Leave a Comment
If, as the Depeche Mode song goes, “the handshake seals the contract,” I’m screwed. I don’t know why, but I rarely give a good one. I’m either too high, too low, too soft, too strong, shaking when I should be letting go, letting go when I should be shaking. Plain and simple, I’m a mess. […]
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