We’re home.
It’s been relentless since we’ve been back, for me anyway. The mountain of washing is almost demolished although the ironing pile has correspondingly increased in size, so really I feel like I’ve made no progress at all. To top it all we’ve had social engagements to attend, there has been a return journey to the airport to drop off my mother, there are boys’ commitment to honour…
AND I have 2 1/2 essay to write and only a week to do that which is freakishly little time given how slow a writer I am. I shouldn’t be here. I should be explaining the reasons why Kuhn doesn’t believe in the cumulative progress of science and the opposition views to his theory… but here we go… my brain needs a break. I know, I know, I should know better at my age than leaving things to the last minute… but am I even a student if I don’t do that?
Anyway, as a prize for listening to my inane ramblings I’ll show you pictures of the resort (The Six Sensei Zighy Bay) and the villa we stayed in.
It is a gorgeous, calming place which was perfect for the post Christmas ‘chillaxing’ we all craved:
I just realised I have no photos of the bedrooms… they were gorgeous and spacious too… the same colour throughout brought it all together in a simple and relaxed way.
As I’m typing this, sitting at my desk, surrounded by notes and books I realised how lucky we were to be able to stay in a place like this and how re-charged the week in the sun has left me. Breaking the cold months up like this, it makes them feel more manageable… I do like winter, I love all the different seasons… but oh boy was it good to feel the heat on the skin.
And now back to Thomas Kuhn… crazy dude that he was…
(Actually, I don’t think he was crazy… just very, very intense!)
while you're ahead... 