Apparently, time somehow stopped.
I just found the calendar, above, in one of my moving boxes and the last day shown is this day. How come?
Well, at that time I was still in
Florence, Italy, but already planning my research visit to
for autumn 2004. I remember my father visiting me in US in late June 2004, and my mother
being very ill. My father also took some of my belongings, which I did not
expect to need in the Florence US, to
my parents’ house in
– apparently including the calendar. Then, it must have remained in the moving
box for a number of years, before everything was sent to a self-storage place
Hamburg in 2008, then to my office Durham in 2011, and earlier this week I took
it to my flat in London. Munich
I had used these types of calendars for many years. I had always got them from my mother a day after Christmas for my ‘half-year birthday’ (admittedly, an unusual tradition). But this was not to happen again in 2004.
Perhaps it’s time to move on.