I would like to believe that I am a tolerant person. However. Commuting seems to bring out my intolerant side. Some things are especially infuriating. Take, for example, bikers. People who ride bikes. Most of my life I held the opinion that cycling was generally a good thing to do. Environmentally friendly and all that. […]
It’s very strange to be walking back to somewhere that in a few hours will no longer be ‘home’. I left the party just before midnight, walking the stretch of road from the station to my flat. At just gone midday I was on the road with the last of my possessions on the way […]
Apart from being impossible, trying to please other people leads to wet pillows and sore throats and is generally not recommended.
I got a seat on the first train this morning! Ok, so I guess it’s not that big a deal, but it made my morning that much more fulfilling 🙂 Even if I had to catch an earlier train to do so…
Today is my first ‘proper’ day at work in Berlin. (I went to talk to everyone and sort out my workbench last week, but I couldn’t start until my insurance came through. One of them still hasn’t, but I can’t really push my starting date further back than it already is…….) The journey there is […]
I’m kneading pizza dough when DB walks into the kitchen… DB: Did you put herbs in that? Me: Yes DB: Then it’s not dirt after all… Me: ??!! – 2 minutes later – DB: Shall I turn the oven on? Me: Not yet, I haven’t finished kneading, and then it’s got to rise and I […]
Yesterday morning I wrote about being able to walk. Yesterday afternoon I found out I could also run up hills. Not entirely voluntarily. That being said, no one actually forced me to run anywhere, so it probably was self inflicted, even if not intentional or planned. Besides writing on here I spent a happy morning […]
It’s amazing what you can remember about things you haven’t done for months. It’s also amazing how much you forget. I’ve skied for 2 of the 4 days. Today is the third day. The first day, getting my boots on without help was the first hurdle, carrying my skis was good, standing up without falling […]
I’m in southern Germany in a hostel with 11 other people. The hostel has one shower and we’ve all spent the day on the slopes. I think I’m the last of the unshowered. I don’t care, I have a good book (and a post to write :)). *** I hardly ever mind waiting as long […]
Yesterday I cleared my workshop of almost every trace of my existence. I say ‘almost’, because I left my ex-colleague something to remember me by: This is a box of broken glass bigger and heavier than you can move around easily, and less substantial than it would need to be to pick up and pour […]
Two weeks ago I bought a ticket for a flight to Berlin. Last week I checked in online, printed my boarding card and packed my bag. On Friday I got a train from work to the airport (and was there on time), went through security, unpacking and repacking most of my suitcase in the process. […]
I moved into this flat almost exactly 3 years ago. In that time I have walked to and from my workshop/the train station something like a thousand times. A one-armed man lives on route and seems to spend a large portion of his life outside sweeping. It doesn’t seem to matter much what he sweeps; […]
..or a fire alarm, depending on personal preference. I celebrated my leaving party on Monday. I invited everyone who’s worked with me, and who I’ve worked for, since being here (4 and a bit years). I even invited my soon-to-be-ex colleague – it WAS kind of held in his honour after all – but he […]
– or not as the case may be. When I first handed my notice in, I thought there’d be a whole lot of trouble – my soon-to-be-ex Colleague is a grumpy git at the best of times – but he didn’t have anything to say when I said I was leaving and everyone else was […]
Just overheard this: Old man, talking passionately to another old man about one of numerous past illnesses… “I lost SEVENTEEN KILOS!!! SEVENTEEN!!!” Here ensues a detailed description of every aspect.. He stops abruptly to correct himself.. “No, fifteen – from 84 down to 72.” ..before continuing with the story. Good thing mental arithmetic isn’t important […]