He knows what he knows And she knows what she knows But who knows what she knows And who knows what he knows Some days I don’t know What I know Let alone what he knows And even less what she knows It ‘s a strange conundrum Wondering what he knows Or she knows When most days…
Having lost my mother in law to ovarian cancer in 2005, it was a sad first Christmas without my father in law. I can recall his and our tears that first Christmas without her. We spent it with my parents, partly because they are elderly now and we are lucky to still have them, and partly…
How our Brains Make Memories, an article by the Smithsonian.com’s Greg Miller, For those of us who cherish our memories and like to think they are an accurate record of our history, the idea that memory is fundamentally malleable is more than a little disturbing. Not all researchers believe Nader has proved that the process of…
A visit to the Freud Museum at 19 Birgasse Strasse in Vienna the other day and my brain was frantically doing somersaults, my pen flying across the pages of my little notebook! I absolutely love going to places and seeing, reading or hearing things that make me think and this was definitely one of those…
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