Thursday, 12 February 2026

Some Postcards from a Cold January in Berlin, 1929

 


Herr Cice and his Oda, I think their skin will come off if they try to pull themselves from each other now. On the chair the young Leonor.



Sir john, Mitch Charron's cat. They both live in a boat in the stream now. Brave. In fact Sir John hasn't moved in days, I fear he has achieved the frozen-status at last.


My Gyna who is about to turn to the dark side! enjoying her last months of freedom. I cannot leave her alone two days, she always gets into trouble.


Drinks at the Wannsee last Saturday, and the first time I saw Oda after a whole year. I have missed the girl. She is a married lady now! I hope herr Cice doesn't asphyxiate her with Italian mega-love.





A lazy morning at the Kranzler cafe in Unter Den Linden, Lindin? blooming German kills me every time. You know where I mean, just in front of the Bundenber, Brendenburg... B-something gate in Berlin. The two lovebirds keeping the distance... for my sake I bet.


Moi, wishing it was already midday so I could drink something stronger than coffee.



George the Terrible, deliciously handsome though. I guess they deserve each other.


Madame Sylvia (sylvia.pettirosso). My RL driver says she looks just like Madona (don't ask, I have no idea who that Madona is. People in a hundred years seem to have strange names), perhaps Madam Sylvia will be her mother or grandmother one day.


Gottfried Lenz (gottfriedlenz), mysterious gentleman. He loves flying. No human being who loves flying in one of those flimsy machines can be trusted... other than Gyna or Mitch of course. 







A second hand shop I didn't even know existed when I inhabited "Lesbenstrasse". Now I visit it often *sighs*



Home sweet home ... ish. The best about it... that I have to walk less than 20 steps to be inside the cheapest watering hole in Berlin



The Secret cafe behind one of Clarrignton's shop. A real pleasure... if one survives the low beam / lethal trap at the entrance.


Sweet Temptress Vi! In that photo I am wearing one of her beautiful designs. We were both frozen, but  sahen zum Anbeißen aus !! 


And with this and a cake... till tomorrow at eight as my RL "driver" often says.

Have fun, everybody, should you be feeling peckish, the Communist Party is offering free soup and bread at the moment... nor that I would eat anything they offered of course ahem. 

Küsse!

Some Postcards from a Cold January in Berlin, 1929

  Herr Cice and his Oda, I think their skin will come off if they try to pull themselves from each other now. On the chair the young Leonor....