Confessions of a displaced hedgehog

A displaced hedgehog is a figure - or rather an image - from Tove Jansson's Moomin books. This is how I can best describe myself. This blog is mostly about being displaced.

Sunday, 18 November 2018

Cooking for one

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When our children started moving from home, it took us a long time to adjust the amount of consumed food. I remember huge pots of past...

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Saturday, 17 November 2018

Solitude

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Some twenty years ago an English-speaking friend tried to explain to me the difference between loneliness and solitude. This is a go...

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Sunday, 11 November 2018

Exploring the neighbourhood

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There are scores of practical things to deal with when you move, even when you move from one end of the town to another. I am incredib...

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Friday, 9 November 2018

New habits

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When I moved to Gatehouse I was worried about noise. I have never lived so close to traffic. My bay windows look straight into the pavem...

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Wednesday, 7 November 2018

Things you can do without

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In one of my all-time favourite books, Three Men in a Boat , there is a wonderful passage about packing. When the three friends rea...

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Monday, 5 November 2018

Gatehouse rules

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I have limited experience of living on my own. The closest I ever came to it was when I had a guest professorship in Finland and commut...

Sunday, 4 November 2018

How I live now

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The hedgehog has been displaced again. This time abruptly, unexpectedly and involuntarily. I am not going to explain the reasons becaus...

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