Hello readers and skimmers,
I am swooping in and flinging my February diary entries into the closing doors of March. I intended to get these published in a timely mid-month fashion but I must just admit to myself that I am a lastminute.com girl with little capacity for change. February is my birthday month so although some would argue it as the bleakest month of the year, as a birthday-loving person, I always look forward to it. I don’t know if all only children love their birthday but I always have, and it’s very much bolstered by my partiality for parties. The attention is obviously a factor ngl, but I love the excuse to drink and eat with the people I love and just have a LAUGH amirite?! In the middle of bleak (basically) midwinter?! I’m not wrong anyway, none of you can tell me I’m wrong.
Anyway, people came to my gaff and Aaron made a fire out back in an old washing machine drum and Raf made savoury pastries and I started off being very good at hosting but slowly abandoned my duties. It’s been so long since I’ve been to a party and it certainly whet the appetite for more. What happened to Dirty 30’s? Yes please.
I’m going to keep the chatting short so you don’t have to read me rattling on for too much longer. Some housekeeping: you cannot view the individual pictures when reading this in your email but if you click to view the post in your browser you can see the piccies from the gallery close up.
I don’t know if I have any funny anecdotes to finish this up on. In February actually I was reading Berlin: Imagine a City by Rory McLean - I would very much recommend it to anyone who has an interest in Berlin. It’s in very accessible language, documenting the stories of 21 inhabitants of the city over a 500 year span. Sex worker Else Hirsch who modelled for Friedrich Drake’s golden angel on the Victory Column, the life of Lilli Neuss in an industrialised Moabit, the West Berlin underground spy tunnel, David Bowie’s Heroes, the Vietnamese immigrant making his way in the city, a love story from the techno clubs. McClean does a great job of contextualising the history in a way that I haven’t been able to grasp before. My one wish is that I had read it while in Berlin but I could always read it again says you.
🐸 Thanks for tuning in. Until next time, reader 💚