Dragged with vim & vigour

Taking the hounds out for a walk takes on a whole new meaning when you’re wearing your roller blades, doesn’t it? So much holiday preparation going on this last weekend, but we still had time to go out and seize the day. Apparently, aside from decorating Christmas cookies, letting Ella and Louis pull her along… Continue reading Dragged with vim & vigour

It might even make everyone involved strive just a bit harder

  Scrolling through Feckbook earlier this evening, I saw various people allude obliquely a murder that happened thirty-four years ago tonight. No-one bothered mentioning who’d been killed on the eighth of December in 1980. There was no need. I wasn’t going to bother writing about it, because what more can be said about the all of… Continue reading It might even make everyone involved strive just a bit harder

Mild as it’s been, enjoying late autumn

  It’s been mild, we get it. November was rather warm here in Munich, and there hasn’t been much sunlight. It’s a good time to hole up and read. Or write. However, when you’ve got dogs, there’s only so long you can stay inside. I’ve tried to convince the hounds to take themselves out, but they… Continue reading Mild as it’s been, enjoying late autumn