I am amazed by the whole coffee phenomenon that is taking place in England. I recently counted twenty-two coffee shops, just on Church Road in Hove alone, between Palmeira Avenue and Sackville Road. Twenty-two in one mile, and that does not include restaurants. I remember there was a time when Bar Italia in London, opposite … Continue reading How to make a good cup of coffee (the German way)
(From my memoir ' To Paris for lunch') My German boyfriend's realisation that instead of becoming a doctor, his parent's dream and life ambition, he wanted to become a professional jazz saxophonist, changed everything in my life. He decided that to fulfil his dream; he had to be in London, where things were really happening. … Continue reading I can sew!
From my memoir 'to Paris for lunch' There was a button tin in my Oma Elsa's dining room. It was a dining room next to a small kitchen in a two bedroom apartment in the centre of Dusseldorf. The button tin was full of odd buttons. Originally it had been an old coffee tin with … Continue reading The Button Tin
This is a short story from 'A book of misunderstandings': It was the third of January and already dark at four pm. I was just about to close the door of my boutique, when I recognised a face beaming at me through the window. It gave me such a fright, I jumped back a step. … Continue reading New Year, New Identity
Here's a little winter's tale. I'm celebrating the festive period with my friends and family so I'll be back on Jan 7th. I hope you all have a fabulous break and my best wishes for 2017. My Father’s parents came from East Prussia. Their childhood could not have been more different to mine. In fact, … Continue reading A Prussian Tale
'Sorry Nicole, I have to meet you a bit later today, Terence is not feeling well.' 'I am so sorry to hear this, Jo, what is the matter with him?' Who is Terence?? I am trying to remember, but it's been a while since I spoke to Jo and she knows so many people. … Continue reading Terence and Talulah (A Christmas tragedy!)