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Writer, artist

I’m Not Singing in St. Goar

The first thing that changed things was the dog, a dachshund called Spritz. It is late and after a grandish dinner in a place on Bacharach’s market square, a dark woody restaurant where elderly German Warrrior Queens with unfeasibly large … Continue reading

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Bingen: the mystic multimedia artist

I didn’t know much about Hildegard before I came to Bingen, though I did know someone who was born and grew up here. They’d said to expect a few minor miracles. They’d also said that the waterside front – where … Continue reading

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Publishing and the oldest brothel in town. Mainz 2

“A matter that may seeme incredible to the understanding of many men, yet most certainly verified by experience. By virtue of this arte are communicated to the publike viewe of the Worlde the monuments of all learned authors that are … Continue reading

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Mainz Kind a Town

An easy walk out of Oppenheim, and a sense that up there on the hill, the old clerics did their job further afield. They could see so far. The Rhine is not elusive today, but still I walk an inlet, … Continue reading

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More Sagas

A early sunny start in Worms takes me to the river, a statue of Hagen throwing the treasure of the Niebelungen into the Rhine, and the vineyards that brought us Liebfraumilch. A Proustian moment – not. Too many 1970s allusions … Continue reading

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My Diet in Worms

Frankenthal’s cloudy centre is drinking beer at 9.30, but it is Sunday. The weekend cyclists soon appear as I walk towards the Rhine, through a subdued suburbia close to the autobahn. It is a morning of sports, first the teenage … Continue reading

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A short little palimpsest of Speyer

Ever since I saw and became obsessed with the work of the German conceptual artist, Anselm Kiefer, I’ve wanted to see – and walk – and, inevitably, photograph, haphazardly, some of the rhineland landscapes that appear to have influenced his … Continue reading

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Rolling on a – wrong – river. To Speyer, Spira as was

Another Heidelberg philosphe weg, my fourth, down to the new bridge, past the Irish bar that Angela said was good, but I don’t do Irish bars unless they are in Ireland. Then a joyous pilgrimage down the Neckar river, as … Continue reading

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Philosphies of Life

Lazlo runs a brand new vinyl store in the clubby street; the late night old town, about half a hiccough from my bridge-side Heidelberg hotel. In his stylish shop window there’s a copy of the soundtrack to Stanley Donen’s European … Continue reading

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Heidelberg: philosophy compulsory

My favourite moment of the Baden-Baden Grayson Perry incident happens without him, back at the Capuchin-Radisson reception desk. An elderly German couple were, they explain, sitting behind me in the Travel Pussy cafe. They want to know, pretty simply – … Continue reading

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