The lecture was about his professional journey as a psychiatrist but from a story telling perspective. His talk did not sound like a talk from a doctor. Every case he presented would follow a real world story, and one of those really stuck with me. He was talking about one patient, who was a writer, and one morning realized that he could not read anymore (I found this essay about it by Oliver Sacks in the NY Times). He said the paper he would read every morning suddenly seamed like they are printed in some foreign language like Armenian or Serbo-Croatian (yes he actually said Serbo-Croatian :-)...). How the patient dealt with the problem I found very interesting. He explained he still knew how to write but his brain had lost the ability to read; so he would follow the lines of letters with his finger and process the words in that way. Or he would "write" with his tongue in the back of his teeth and read the words by "writing" them out. It is amazing how humans adapt to a new situation and develop new uncommon skills in order to (survive) carry on.
To lighten up this rainy Sunday afternoon, I am adding some pictures from our favorite tea place in Leamington Spa. It's called Vinteas, it's cute and very Alice in Wonderlandish and we just came back from there. They have amaaazing cakes and cookies, and we found out they are getting them from The Cakery. The Cakery is one block away from us (everything is one block away to be honest :-)...) which is good and bad at the same time.