And Gutenberg Lived Here: When The Ides Of March Meet The Tides Of Spring, Birdies Tapdance

In the spring, a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of…. hay fever. Or actually, as it is here, hazelnut pollen season poisoning. Which is a real bear normally anyway, but when, as at the moment, the temperatures suddenly shoot to sixty, drop to minus twenty, shoot to seventy…. the … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: When The Ides Of March Meet The Tides Of Spring, Birdies Tapdance

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Believe It Or Not, We Are Walled Off Due To German Unity Day.

“No man is an island…” Unless you live in Gutenberg Land. Where, at the moment, Harald and I, having just gotten home from Pitlochry, washed about 16 loads of still rain-damp laundry, and having a marvelous time looking at pictures we snapped while pretending not to be tourists- fat chance … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Believe It Or Not, We Are Walled Off Due To German Unity Day.

And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Quaint Ancient Local Customs, And Not So Ancient Greek Restaurants.

Last night we went to one of those ancient historical culture phenomena, no, not Bavarian dancing in dirndl dresses and short leather pants and hat with goat’s beard, ┬álike you always see on the news, or on shows like NCIS, whose local production staff took them all the way to … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Of Quaint Ancient Local Customs, And Not So Ancient Greek Restaurants.

And Gutenberg Lived Here: On The Eerie Stillness of Choristers, Kir Royale, And Talented Organists On Their Day Off.

This is the time of year when the choristers of the state supported churches here in Gutenberg Land- Catholic and Lutheran, go through a sort of mental checklist- have we got enough books? do we have a budget? if we ask to practice before the church festival, will they make … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: On The Eerie Stillness of Choristers, Kir Royale, And Talented Organists On Their Day Off.