I’m a bit behind, chronologically. On Saturday morning I went to Albrecht Dürer’s house while Robert was playing in the quarter finals. Continue reading Carnival
An obsequious, chastened Pious brought him the gin on the stoop. Morgan poured two inches into a glass full of ice, added some bitters and a dash of water. He hated the drink but it seemed the apt thing to do; end of a tropical day, sundowners and all that. Continue reading I’m into Something Good
For lunch I had Fränkischer Pfefferschinken & Frankenthaler Käse and Apfelstrudel.
Nuremberg Castle was built in the 11th century and played a central role in the history of Bavaria and Germany for almost 1,000 years, that is until 1945. Continue reading Double Chapel
I had gulaschsuppe for lunch in Munich and am on an ICE train to Nuremberg. Continue reading Nuremberg
It’s a treat to walk across Paris on Christmas Day. I enjoy the architecture and the views. They are not spoilt by a plethora of Christmas bling. Continue reading Paris
My train journey to Suffolk on Wednesday morning was a conspicuous success. Hitherto I took the tube to overcrowded Liverpool Street and caught the train. This time I did it differently. Continue reading New Tricks
More than fifty years ago my brother stole this from, well you can guess where. He was in the habit of taking a room at the Intercontinental Hotel in the afternoons to catch up on some sleep after the revelry at Hunt Balls in Horse Show week. Continue reading A Hanging Offence
Left a rainy Brexit Britain for a sunny EU Ireland on Saturday morning. Draw your own conclusions. My, hasn’t Ireland changed since I was a child. There is a condom vending machine in the Gents at Dublin Airport. Continue reading A Room with a View
There is more to Rome than the churches that have featured here recently and not all of it is good.
Continue reading Pines & Needles