Here’s some current content, which only serves one purpose. For every ten posts, it’s good to mostly focus on your readers or followers or whatever you want to call them. However, it’s also important to show your personal side.
People want to do business, or even just interact, with other people they like. It’s that simple.
Tag: lahikmajoe
Feuerzangenbowle and those silly dogs
What in God’s name is this one? I’ve lived in Germany this time around for nearly two decades, and there are still times I feel like I’ve just arrived. Regularly, I have an expat problem that’d be solved by me being a bit more tolerant. That’s preposterous, isn’t it? I’m a guest in this country,… Continue reading Feuerzangenbowle and those silly dogs
Oversharing about overspending & belt tightening & why Andrea’s question has me writing this to begin with
I’ve been accused of oversharing, but then I always remember my friend who shared a photo of her naughty bits on twitter to make a point. Why do I mention that? Well, I suppose I do say things online that others wouldn’t. And when I do so, it sometimes makes the people I love cringe.… Continue reading Oversharing about overspending & belt tightening & why Andrea’s question has me writing this to begin with
Patio Design Ideas
If you went looking for the writing of lahikmajoe and found yourself browsing through patio furniture, here’s the skinny on what happened. Originally the .com address took you to the tea blog. There was plenty of traffic there, as it was an irreverent and comical attempt at a blog about tea drinking. It was a… Continue reading Patio Design Ideas
Elaine’s Cuppa Cake
Our favourite Tottenham Riviera blogger elaine4queen has been threatening to move to Scotland, so I happened upon the perfect place for her. Her own café. Where we can all go and be sweary and inappropriate. As we are wont to do. This isn’t easy – all this blogging. To be honest, I’ve never been a… Continue reading Elaine’s Cuppa Cake
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