Under the burning sun of Seoul, an Issey Miyake bonnet is the obvious choice for headgear. More from the daily life of a writer in residence.
Post written in 2015, in which I offer more sage advice to myself about the simple pleasures of walking Walking is one peg in the exercise programme that was part of my boot camp for old age, my year of looking intently at darn near every aspect of my life. And there’s more to walking … Continue reading The way of the walker: walking mindfully
(Written in 2015.) In which I perform a scientific analysis of the effect of dancing on an aging brain: three out of four cognitive skills have shown a marked improvement. I belong to the Crows Feet Dance Collective. We rehearse once a week for 90 minutes and every year we perform a brand … Continue reading How dancing has improved the function of an aging brain
hey it's my birthday! I know that but do you? I popped from the womb upside down early I jerked and I jumped right out of my pram they called me Jigger who never lay still when you think of the odds what a marvel oh what a thrill! and every day I've clambered from the dark … Continue reading Birthday girl
Who am I to give advice about walking? Somebody who used to be not a human as we know it but a balloon on a string, that's who. I deeply appreciate the joy of walking for that very reason: for years I was virtually unconscious of my body when out for a trot. All my … Continue reading How I became a born-again walker