Mulled wine and beards

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, You are at a dinner party. You’ve put on a clean shirt, arrived at an orderly time, brought with you an appropriately expensive bottle of red as a gift then been horrified when the host pulls out a barber’s razor and starts to shave guest’s facial hair. This was the fate of…

Chinese opera and getting lost

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, I’m lost. I veered off-piste and don’t know where I am. Not a Scooby Doo. Marvellous! Actively getting lost and revelling in the performance? How frivolous of me! Such a flippant use of my day. Or is it? When did taking a breather to explore the world around us become pointless? When…

Thunder and fragrance

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, I am writing this letter to you from the wonderfully named Bookpark, attracted to the books and their glorious incense of inky pages. A fact about the letter author: I am an avid book sniffer. A master at this subtle art, I can stealthily bury my nose in a spine of ‘Great…

Milkshakes and mistakes

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, Life has taught me that the best things come wrapped in blooper paper done up with gaffe string. If Sir Alexander Fleming had ignored the bacteria growing on one the petri dishes he has set aside to throw out, he wouldn’t have discovered the powerful Penicillin antibiotic. If the foreman of the…

Carrots and enterprise

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, Have you ever broken the seal? Did you try something new and found there was no looking back? There are a few ways we can approach this. Frequent bathroom trips, breaking the ice with the new cutie in accounts, getting the ball rolling on that dovecote building project, trying a new genre…

Colour and kisses

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, Would you rather live in a world without: a) music? b) colour? Well, it is not supposed to be easy to answer. I deliberate over this question, inspired by the saturation of colour in which I am immersed. Today, I am writing this letter in a world where colour reigns and carries…

Vikings and sharing

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, At the beginning of this letter writing adventure around Seoul’s food joints, I might as well go big. Library big.    Technically not an eatery, the library at the Starfield COEX does offer many refreshment options in the mall so let’s not get bogged down by technicalities. Since it’s summer opening, this…

Arrows and aspirations

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, If planet Earth took part in the Intergalactic Olympic Games there would be givens about some of the sports representatives. Russia would chalk up their palms ready for a gymnastic bout. China would get their spring-on for table tennis. Germany would be confident their Mercedes horsepower runs like clockwork for the equestrian…

Avocado and surprises

Aloha Inquisitive Stranger, If, like me, you enjoy unexpected surprises then you are in the right place. Today, I have dined at Bella’s Homestay where the plethora of flavours on my plate hid like impish children behind the dresser in a game of hide and seek. Nestled between the pizza parlour and a vacant shop…

Books and gratitude

Dear Inquisitive Stranger, Clasped between your fingers is a botanical gift. Once upon a time, the paper this letter was written on was a pulpy mush following a previous life as a tree, mighty and solid or perhaps humble and bendy. Like many small things taken for granted on a daily basis, it can be…