It is Friday, and there are only 27 days left until the next holiday (28 for those living in Italy).
(Nothing to add, I wrote it just because I felt like it.)...
Easter
Living in London also means dealing with different cultures and religions, much more frequently than in many other cities around the world. It’s a side of living here that I really like very much, because in some way it forces you not to take a lot of things for granted, including the religion or beliefs of those in front of you....
Even in Italy, finding the right hairdresser is not easy; in a foreign country, it is worse.
But after two months here, I needed to cut and dye my hair.
I had my first experiment in a small hairdresser near Sweet Cottage, which was cheap and went quite badly, although fortunately, my short haircut can withstand even the worst of hairdressers....
Easter is a holiday that has never involved me in any way. Over time it’s even getting worse because I don’t have it in mind to wish anyone a happy holiday. I don’t like that because I respect the loved ones who believe in it, and I don’t like the idea of giving the impression that I don’t care about the person and not the holiday itself....
Finally.
(The first person to wish me Happy Easter instead of Happy Birthday is a dead man. And don’t say I didn’t warn you)...