On the Art of Afternoon Tea

There is nothing, nothing, more English than afternoon tea. I say "English" very deliberately here, because it is the beating heart of an England that never was. Or maybe never could be - a time between the wars, or maybe before, a time where the afternoon sun shone over a table generously spread with treats which call … Continue reading On the Art of Afternoon Tea

A place called home: flat-hunting in Hamburg

In a recent post concerning the probable order of your setup in Hamburg, I set out that Flat hunting was going to come after you obtain your Anmeldung and Schufa. Given that the Lovely One already has the latter, we were able to start our house hunt earlier than anticipated, and I‘m happy to report … Continue reading A place called home: flat-hunting in Hamburg