I wish you all the very best during this holiday season coming at the end of one of the most challenging years I can remember. I do hope that you are safe and well and that we all can begin to recover and renew in 2021, and make time to remember all those who have … Continue reading seasons greetings from belgradestreets
Royalties from the sales of belgradestreets in 2015 were donated to the orphanage for abandoned children, 'Dom za decu Vera Blagojevic' in Banja Koviljača. I was left speechless by the two pictures that the children provided to me as a thank you. In turn, I thank everyone who has purchased copies of my book, and my … Continue reading Banja Koviljača
caught with their pants down, at pijaća 44, novi beograd for WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge - Eye Spy
I'm very pleased to post this modest plug for my good friend Neil Howie, who amongst many other things is the Chairman of the British Society of Serbia. Neil, and his colleagues, look forward to meeting you tomorrow at 6:00pm at the Helga Bar, Gospodar Jevremova 50, Dorcol, Belgrade. More information can be found … Continue reading british society of serbia
'No one questioned "who is a Serb, who is a Croat, who is a Muslim (Bosniak)" we were all one people, that's how it was back then, and I still think it is that way today' ― Josip Broz Tito Any words I might try to add to those of Tito would be superfluous. (for … Continue reading trio
‘mr pohotny, senior vice president of a bank prominent in the capital city, met god on a train’
– zoran zivoković, the train
I love writing.
I love reading.
There was a time, long long ago, when two of the few things that kept me sane were the well thumbed pages of an Isaac Asimov novel, oh, and strawberry jam sandwiches. With lots of creamy butter on thickly sliced white bread. Pure poison, the sandwich, not Asimov, that was ‘Childhood’s End’, literally and metaphorically.
I was barely eight years old.
But, that’s another story.
This post is not about me, well not really, it’s about a man called Zoran Živković.
And it’s also, indirectly, about a country, a city, a people, and a whole bloody lot more.
But mostly, it’s about him.
I’m a big fan of Stephen King, I’m one of his ‘constant readers’. My recollection may…
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One freezing cold day in January 2011, I arrived at this airport, tired and anxious about the future I had no idea how much my life would change because of this city, and the people who live and work there The book was a lucky break I will never be able to to give back … Continue reading airport books…
“A day will come when there will be no battlefields, but markets opening to commerce and minds opening to ideas.” ― Victor Hugo (market stalls, kalemegdan, belgrade) (for lucile's photo 101 rehab) *shot with nikon d700 and 70-200mm f/4 lens, various settings, at peace*
(Photos courtesy of Ivan Kovanović from Komshe) Thank you to all at Komshe and Klub Dvoristance for organising a wonderful evening at such a cool venue along the banks of the Sava in Savamala last Thursday evening. And thank you to HMA Denis Keefe, Mrs Kate Keefe and Mrs Tracy Gallagher from the British Embassy … Continue reading belgradestreets at klub dvoristance
“It is not for me to judge another man's life. I must judge, I must choose, I must spurn, purely for myself. For myself, alone.” ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha (drawing a line, pedestrian crossing, pariska, kalemegdan) Sometimes we all have to paint a very big line on the street. A boundary. And choose where we stand. … Continue reading close up