Ella and Louis are back on board, and it looks like we may have even found a place to live…in Munich, no less. Don’t want to say too much till it’s finalised, but it’s near the English Garden and exactly where we wanted to live. The dogs are happy pretty much anywhere, but this… Continue reading Look what I found
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take a deep breath and chillax
it’s not her triangle playing I’m hot and bothered about
Took this several weeks ago in Salzburg, and it still makes me smile. I know one needn’t wear clothes to play some music, but this is all a bit…*ahem*…public. As good as their music is, wouldn’t it be a bit distracting? I mean, I love me a bit of triangle music. She’s likely… Continue reading it’s not her triangle playing I’m hot and bothered about
a bit of cheerfulness
More Adventures of Our Fancy World-Traveling Bon Vivant (yes, with jaunty hat in tow)
I love it when Amy Durant over at Lucy’s Football does such things. This is one in a long string of posts that Amy has written about my travels. As much as they sound like fantasy, every instalment of this popular serialised story is based entirely on fact. It’s true. Without further ado, here’s: More… Continue reading More Adventures of Our Fancy World-Traveling Bon Vivant (yes, with jaunty hat in tow)
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One of my favourite bloggers and even more favourite people. Check out @elaine4queen’s most recent blogpost on weed.
hangin’ with Onkel Otto
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Will she? Won’t she? @Elaine4Queen’s on the verge of a nervous paintdown. Stay tuned to see if she starts making things. The Tottenham Riviera might not ever be the same.
St Paul’s of the Oktoberfest

I’ll be writing about the humorous and ridiculous when it comes to the world’s biggest beer fest that takes place over the next 16 days
Lyle and that thing on his arm
After finishing music school, I moved back in with my parents…temporarily. it was so embarrassing that within a few months I was already living most of the time at my girlfriend’s and soon enough (when she was sick of having me there all the time) I found a place of my own. The Valhalla House. The story… Continue reading Lyle and that thing on his arm