Don’t Mess with the River Isar Oh man. This is good. There are plenty of things I’ve got to write about, but this Don’t Litter ad is making the rounds – I saw it at the Eldorado Cinema last night – and I think it’s brilliant. At the end, it says, ‘Zuhause machst du’s ja… Continue reading Don’t Mess with the River Isar
Fat cats and telling me about the Frugal Jerk
He’s got no time to blog himself, but Jamie has got great ideas. So, I’ve deemed him my Kiwi Korrespondent. Helps that he’s actually from New Zealand. A trip home and a few months in Poland – this guy’s going to improve the real estate at Lahikmajoe in the next little while. You can’t wait,… Continue reading Fat cats and telling me about the Frugal Jerk
Unterwegs with plenty I should be doing otherwise
The FilmfestMünchen is thankfully behind us. It’s the only week of the year where we can see a variety of independent film and even some not-yet-released-in-Europe bigger movies; however, the way I do it involves quite a lot of screenings. My eyes may or may not be rectangular, as a result. There are still reviews… Continue reading Unterwegs with plenty I should be doing otherwise
Bar hopping in a sportive season
(Where we watched the Engaland v Uruguay debacle) First watched the World Cup in 1990, and because I’d lived in Bavaria as a boy, I pulled for the Schwarz Rot Gold of the newly reunited Western and Eastern Germany. They won, and I somehow expected they’d do it again in 1994. It was hosted in… Continue reading Bar hopping in a sportive season
Adopted home and oodles of food
Above is a photo looking over the rooftops of Munich, which is a place I’ve been think quite a lot about lately. We lived here when I was a small child, and then I moved back here more than a decade ago. Listening to my mother’s stories as we revisit our old stomping grounds, I’m… Continue reading Adopted home and oodles of food
Arrival of the #familystrip
Shedding the Kummerspeck
Why do I find myself going back again and again to photos of my trip to Seville? It’s not only that it’s such a beautiful place – I’ve seen my share of those. There’s something about Spain in general and Seville in particular. So this is a bending, sunlit corridor. At this particular moment,… Continue reading Shedding the Kummerspeck
This is Ludwigskirche, which is also called the Universitätskirche, here in Munich. Apparently, the English name is Catholic Parish and University Church St. Louis – that’s a mouthful, isn’t it?
Have recently been inspired by Stefan Salinas‘ book Catholic Churches Big and Small, and I realised I could easily take photos of dozens of churches that are in stumbling distance of where I live.
So, periodically I’ll be sharing some of these. This is certainly a good start.
Ode to Joy
Tonight’s the Eurovision Song Contest, and during the voting they’re singing Ode to Joy and climbing ladders. As one does. I don’t care how camp this thing is, I watch it every year, mock it on twitter and laugh at the voting from the countries that couldn’t get their entry into the Finals. If you… Continue reading Ode to Joy
Shake your booty
Had a great time dancing the night away and was once again reminded how elemental it is to hear a beat and want to sway one’s body to and fro. The lady in the photo above stands along Leopold Strasse here in Munich, and every time I pass her by, I can’t help but smile.… Continue reading Shake your booty
