In Israel there’s a concept of “this year’s war”. It implies inevitability, projects normality upon a reality where peace isn’t really peace but rather the absence (for now) of outright war. This year’s war? Who knows – could be Hezbollah…
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Category: Dogs, I won't talk about politics, Parenting, TelAviv things wot do my head in, The City, Uncategorized
Tags: Barack Obama, Bashar al-Assad, Gas mask, Hezbollah, Iran, Israel, Syria, Tel-Aviv, WMD
It’s been a rough few days. No real reason, but the storm clouds seemed to descend and not really raise. I couldn’t write (I think the stakes seemed too high), and I couldn’t really bring myself to do anything else,…
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Once a week, Baby and I go swimming. There’s a baby-mecca in the North of Tel-Aviv which holds seemingly continuous lessons in a pool about the size of a bathtub, growing from the building’s roof like a wart. It’s overheated,…
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Category: Parenting, TelAviv things wot do my head in, The City, Uncategorized
Tags: Family, Home, Infant, Israel, parenting, Swimming lessons, Swimming pool, Tel-Aviv, Wikipedia
Language is very important to me – one day, hopefully, it will even begin paying the bills. Still, it is to my ‘job’ what paint and cement-blocks are to builders. So, naturally, the imminent arrival of baby’s first words is…
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Category: Parenting, Uncategorized, Writing
Tags: bilingual, English language, fatherhood, German, Hebrew language, Japan, Judaism, languages, London, Mandarin, parenthood, Social Sciences, speech
Unpublished In Tel-Aviv 