To escape the complete emptiness that envelops Frankfurt every Friday night for the entire weekend, and in order to be with Anna’s family for a family celebration, we went up to Hannover last weekend for a change (which is supposed
The worst train journey of my life, and one which continues to come up periodically in my worst nightmares was from an Indian station called Madgaon to Trivandrum. Prior to the journey, I’d been staying for a few nights in
Last time I wrote, I was staying in Ochtrup in the North-West of Germany, in particular I was patiently working my way around various galleries in the Dutch town of Ootmarsum, having some difficulty believing that artists in a town