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Last Saturday, Cavendish and I took advantage of the long weekend and went to see the “New Objectivity” (“Neue Sachlickeit” in German) exhibition at the Kunsthalle Mannheim, just a couple of days before the exhibition’s closing date on March, 9th.

In short, a great day out. Fantastic art and after that a nice stroll through the inner city of Mannheim, including a visit to Mannheim Baroque Palace, which is one of the largest palaces in Europe and nowadays serves as one of the main buildings to host the city’s university.

Pleasant and safe train ride back home.

I have no words for how I felt when, two days later, on Rose Monday, around lunch time the news broke that two people had just been killed in a deliberate attack by a 40-year-old German who had driven his car right into the crowds at Mannheim’s main city centre shopping area.

In light of this, it took me a while to decide whether I really wanted to post an entry that was originally intended to be nothing more than an artsy picture spam with a few extra words how poignant, inspired and incredibly well curated “The New Objectivity - A Centennial -2024/11/22 - 2025/03/09” is as an exhibition.


Thoughts and pictures behind the cut )



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After our old cocker spaniel Wesley had died in late November last year, Cavendish and I felt it was high time for a new fluffy housemate.





Little Jasper (right) and one of his brothers on the day we decided that it just had to be this pup, sometime in February. I think what finally won us over were his eyes and that special air of sensitivity and sweetness. That and the way how, within the space of five minutes, he managed to both steal my woolen cap and then fall asleep on my feet.

More fluffiness behind the cut... )


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What happens when Cavendish invites a bunch of colleagues for a small belated Burns Night Dinner ;)

2nd and 3rd course provided by us, extremely delicious lentil soup, amazing cheese and wonderful dessert by above mentioned colleagues…

Btw., never having tried anything like this before I was at first super skeptical about the Whisky-Cured Salmon. (Essentially fresh Salmon generously covered with a mixture of casting sugar and salt and then drowned in a larger amount of Whisky.) Turned out  I need not have worried, because twenty-four hours in our fridge rendered the fish as tender and aromatic as could be. Perfect texture and taste!
 



1st course
Soup of the Day

Toast to the Lassies

2nd course
Whisky-Cured Salmon with Beetroot Dressing and Oatcakes

Address to a Haggis

3rd course
Haggis with Mashed Pumpkin, Mixed Vegetables and Colcannon at the Side

The Corries: Oh Flower of Scotland

4th course
A Selection of fine Scottish Cheese

Sing Along: Will You Go, Lassie Go?

5th course
Surprise Dessert

Sing Along





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I’ve been wanting to post these pictures for over a week now, because they constitute such a wonderful case of real life weather conditions mimicking fiction. In the current season of Once Upon a Time the sky of the underworld to which Emma and her family have traveled looks just like this.




The view from my study at sunset, during a thunderstorm. Thunder from afar, the sky heavy and oppressive, the air glistening with rain. Only a tiny stretch of blue at the horizon. On a clearer day you would see a large iron bridge leading across the Rhine and also some industrial buildings on the other side of the river.




Completely out of focus, but this picture gives a much better impression of how it looked like when I went outside.

Oh, and speaking of my study, in case you are curious…



The desk where I type all my posts. Both the keyboard and the desk are antique. I purchased the keyboard in 1998, the desk is roughly one hundred fifty years older.

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A happy Easter to everybody out there! :-)


Easterly pictures ahead... )

In case you are wondering about the not quite so brightly coloured eggs: I was naive enough to believe that if you set out to buy egg dye the Saturday before Easter, the supermarket would actually still have some in stock. Surprise, surprise, everything sold out. So I had to resort to curcuma and beetroot...



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Greetings from a typically German Christmas Fair to everybody out there who's reading!

This picture postcard photo of Cavendish and me was taken a couple of days ago, by an automaton, at the Duisburg Christmas Fair. After such a long period of not really posting anything of substance I thought it would be nice to kick-start this whole journaling thing with something visual. :-)

 




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Mhm... The great and horrible picture spam of Bimo and Cavendish's holiday has got to be right ahead. At least that's what this walk description says...

Ah, here it is! )

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This afternoon, when I went out with Wesley, the Spaniel there were thick, heavy snowflakes falling down from the skies. If the weather forecast is right, Easter will be considerably warmer than last Christmas. Oh, parents with children of egg-seeking age, I really don't envy you at the moment.

But now for something more cheerful. I've been meaning to post these pictures ever since they were taken.

Look what I got from Cavendish as a birthday present )


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Heh, it's been nearly two weeks now, but I finally got around to resizing some of the pictures Cavendish took during the grand kitchen exchange...


Quite a difference )
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Ladies and gentlemen, as promised I hereby present our Hebridean picture spam (which is really just a small portion of all the pictures Cavendish has taken with his shiny new camera :-)

Quite a few pictures behind the cut )
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Because having a look at the writing desks of [livejournal.com profile] joyful_molly and others made me want to share mine as well ...


Where there is a mug and a laptop there is home )



Cavendish undertaking certain emergency measures )

So his desk is looking like this ... )

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Today we are having "Siebenschlaefer", which is basically the German equivalent to the North American Groundhog Day as far as traditional weather lores go.

The two main differences though: The whole affair isn't about the arrival of Spring, it's about Summer. And demonstrating to the world that we are being exactly the bunch of peevish, overly thorough and overly serious people which everyone wants us to be, Germans do not rely on the behavioural quirks of cute little animals for their weather predictions. Oh no! Apparently it's all about empirical evidence drawn from century long observation for us.

Just look out of the window, my newspaper says. And if you see rain, you'll see rain for the next seven weeks. Statistically proven accuracy of this: about 60-70% (which, of course, can be easily translated into "just slightly higher than 'The weather might be dreadful, or it might not be dreadful'" *g*)

But as this morning, in fact, was the sixth rainy morning in one row...


For everyone who is as sick of this weather as I am, or otherwise in need of some virtual sunshine )

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Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] cavendish's friend R., a professed music nerd in every sense of the word, we got tickets to Robert Wilson's version of Madame Butterfly at the Amsterdam Opera House. What better opportunity to combine a marvellous cultural event with a grand day out. Being an interested lay person, I've seen quite a few operas over the last couple of years, but never one which was staged so artistically convincing. Both the minimalist stage setting with its background of subtly lighted silk as well as the singers' reduced, ritualized movements gave the whole performance the flair of a traditional Japanese painting. The singers' voices, especially the lead soprano and tenor were easily among the best I have ever heard. A whole different class than what I'm used to from the undoubtedly solid "Deutsche Oper am Rhein".



Amsterdam Picture Spam )

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