everything up to that point had been left unresolved,
try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm,
‘come in,’ she said, ‘i’ll give you shelter from the storm.’
Jambalaya is one of my favourite songs. Top 20 sort of material. But I spend hours trying to decide which version is my favourite. I usually swing between Hank Williams and Brenda Lee. One of our friends does a rather good rendition too, which sounds particularly good in a rainy Somerset field. But at the moment, this is the one that’s on repeat.
I think I promised some Berlin photos a while I go, didn’t I? I know, I know, I’ve taken my time. But these things musn’t be rushed. However, I’m going on holiday again soon (Rome, with my mummy, if you must know!) so figured I should get these out of the way first and leave a creative space in my brain.
Thought I’d start, appropriately, with the hotel. We stayed at the Michelberger Hotel which is in Friedrichshain, right by the East Side Gallery. I don’t think I could recommend it highly enough. I, for one, cannot wait to go back. The ambience in the bar/lounge couldn’t have been more spot on – if I hadn’t been lured to venture outside by gin-fizz and the other delights Berlin had to offer, I’d’ve happily stayed put in the hotel the whole time. All the photos below are from in and around the Michelberger.
Ps. The book of booze. Have they met me?