I really like Yom Kippur in Israel. I always liked Yom Kippur generally – from the wallowing self-reflection to the religiously-mandated self flagellation what’s there not to like? Well, apart from Wife asking “what?” as she nurses a cup of tea…
Read MoreSo, kicking and screaming, here it is… wait for it… I’m a blogger! I suppose it fits. After all, I’m an unemployed, unpublished author living in the neighbourhood of Tel-Aviv notorious (and much avoided) for its chronic hipsteritis. Inevitable is…
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