The late Mr Karl Peglau is one of my idols. He wasn’t a sportsman, a statesman, an actor or an executive; he was a traffic psychologist. When visiting Berlin, Germany in 2011, I was inspired…
Well it’s not really my New Hampshire of course, it’s definitely theirs, but that’s just the thing, they welcome you like a native as long as you bring your manners. Their license plates say Live Free…
My grandfather was from Brooklyn. He married my grandmother, a Bermudian. They lived in Sunset Park with my mother. However back then you worked to get away from the city. He would eventually retire and move out to Long Island. My Brooklyn began…
Bermudians love a good countdown. Right now in the spring, in the middle of the after-winter doldrums, we are more than likely counting down to summer, vacation (because you know the fever got you), kids…
Hurricane season ends. The ants trudge into battle with us for dominance of our homes and foodstuffs. And then… the temperature drops. Bermudians simply lose their minds. It’s funny how it happens in every normally…
It is six years since the Red Cross opened the Upstairs Closet. Born out of an ever-growing number of donations, the shop was not something that the charity had originally planned on. However, the success…
Leaves are not meant to be still. Fluttering in the breeze, blown along in a gust of wind, crunching beneath our feet, or disintegrating on the floor, they take many forms, but all include movement…