As I write this, we are leaving September, the silly season, when the cats, birds, and football fans, having partaken of a bit too much of the sweet new wine, or gigantic pretzels and huge rings of baloney, or the locals, seasick from too many “for your birthday, here is … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: October: When The Silly Season Meets The “Oh I Forgot.”
For anyone who is interested in mysteries- As anyone is who still has a drop of Airedale blood in them, that noble species we are all descended from, from detectives, to dancers, to clog hoppers, to singers (hey, Airedale is in Ireland. They have some great tenors there.) or who … Continue Reading Quahog On A Tightrope: Here’s To The Crimewriters
The following is an A-Z Bestiary of the kind of Animals one sees in Germany, from zoos, to in the wilderness, to in the tourist areas, over Easter. Hope you enjoy. A shrewdness of apes, A sounder of boars, A pounce of cats, Our week here in Gutenberg land has … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: A Bestiary of Easter Animals.
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
It’s cold here in Gutenberg Land. So cold that it’s almost disgusting that the sunshine is at the thousand-Watt, sunburn through the frost level, and most people aren’t out in it. Most people meaning: the beautiful Rhine pathway is freezing- we were smart enough to take double strong peppermint tea … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: 1000-Watt Sunshine, And Fish By The Net-full
I just finished reading a wonderful blog, called Irish Christmas traditions at Wandering Gaels and it started me thinking about my own wandering Gael family, and our more than California-ized Christmas traditions. I would like to share a few of them with you. Picture if you will: Christmas eve morning. … Continue Reading And A Maine Coon Cat Lived Here: Wondering Gaels.
I don’t know what it is about Fridays- Maybe it’s just the fact that since everyone else is on the road that day, in up to two-hour traffic jams, or has picked up their kids from school at one pm and are at McD’s, before trying to shove the tykes … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Just Call Me Friday
Its been a busy week here in Gutenberg Land: Trying to find someone to repair a refrigerator, when every day for the last week, and this one, was either a “bridge day” – ie a lot of people here in Gutenberg land only work until Friday at 2 PM- due … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Whew!
Last weekend one of those special family holidays snuck up on us- the type that here in Gutenberg land is called a “round birthday” and always celebrated as an “event” of the kind where you need to rent the San Francisco Cow Palace, invite everyone you call friend, and, here … Continue Reading And Erasmus Lived Here: Of Alemannics, Catholics, And Long-Short Reds.
Ok, this is going to take a bit of doing, so hang on, and watch, if you will, a slightly out of practice literary comparatist work: what do James Herriot and German National Unity Day have in common? James Herriot, the creator of All Creatures Great And Small, All Things … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: James Herriot And German National 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.
So…Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys, Girls… (and sheep-and-grouse-herding border collies,) when we last left our intrepid travellers, Rhineland Gutenberger bred and born- well, at least they moved there some time ago, they were: struggling with boots and southwester far too large, but at least sturdy, braving a hurricane-force wind, (the locals … Continue Reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: We Beard The Mechanical Chicken In Its Lair.
Our third day in Pitlochry, land of the Grampians, the Tummel river, the Jacobite recreators, who reenacted the day the troops of the Jacobite rebellion climbed the mountain, and rode down from Blair castle, to jump out of nowhere onto the British royalists, kilts and pipes skirling as they went, … Continue Reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: And Now For The Mechanical Chicken.
And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: Just Reach Through The Window To Open The Train Door, And Don’t Forget The Mechanical Chicken
Several years ago, even before the Outlander, the Highlander, and all the other ‘Kilt-dressed rolling in the heather and stabbing Englishmen and Haggis, whichever came first,’ romance figures were invented, my Robbie Burns and Ivanhoe fan of a husband and I- I’m more the Stevenson type- planned and planned how … Continue Reading And Sir Walter Scott Lived Here: Just Reach Through The Window To Open The Train Door, And Don’t Forget The Mechanical Chicken
Several years ago our clique, picture “Friends” on a much larger scale, was discussing God and the world, like we always do, when the math and history types suddenly closed ranks, and decided the only thing to do was sing mathematical songs, followed by the courtly songs of the worshipful … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: What Age Is My Architecture?
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, like 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.