Despite my being completely ignorant about all things practical, we (that is my wife and I) are trying to renovate the old house we usually stay in during the summer months.
The task at hand is new floors in the two rooms visible in the photo.
Although far removed from my customary duties – reading and writing about memory –, there are nevertheless distinct similarities which I enjoy immensely. For instance, digging into the ground and uncovering layer upon layer of memories. The remnants of a shoe, an old newspaper, pottery. Hardly archaeological in any real sense, it is however, in principle, not that dissimilar. And it is a welcome, albeit brief, interlude between literature review and methodology.