I find myself quite powerless to stop taking photographs of wind turbines on wind-less mornings…
Shadowy stuff at the motorway underpass in Laubenheim
Talk about a quantity discount! A glass will knock you back €0.80. A litre costs €1.10. No contest!
If there are any farmers out there in Droughtland reading this, just send me a couple of business class tickets and we’ll be over in a flash to bring you…
I’m sure she could do this blindfolded… zip, zap, zip and it’s done.
Always remind me of Winnie-the-Pooh’s “Tigger”. Either that or seaside rock
….catcher. At €35 a litre, you’d be silly to let any go to waste..
A couple of new stands on the market – one lurking next to Cafe Moguntia selling delicate cake-type thingies and an outfit just over the way selling some wild varieties…
Backlit apiarisms at the market. Tagline from Rupert Brooke‘s The Old Vicarage, Grantchester Peter Sellers recycled it in his exquisite 1958 American travelogue parody. One man, all the voices..
We’ve known Pierre Schott for ages and a day. He used to restore scrubbed pine furniture in his workshop in the old Lampenfabrik before it got all gentrified and flashed…
Want to be a landscape gardener? Among other things, you’ll learn how to lay cobblestones. During your 3 year apprenticeship
And talking of telephones… This unfortunately reminds me of an utterly un-PC joke. Don’t say I didn’t warn you… Rings by Volker Urban, who takes plastic cellulose acetate (the stuff…
The Boat People post last month had people confused about the strange grey UFO- like objects on the stand next to the Bluemels. I can reveal that their true (and…
The only thing missing is “U”… A truncated “Bingen am Rhein” logo
A couple we know are fairly well-established artists. They must be doing quite well and celebrating accordingly frequently with bottles of bubbly and putting the muselet to (very) creative use.…
Can’t see the point of having a bike if you have to take it along on the train. AND pay for it, too…
Television crew from ZDF’s “Ultimate Weekly News” (which tells you what sort of program it is…) lurks on the market, trying to entrap people into saying something that they’ll carefully…
Cigarette vending machine
Another bloody feminist in the making. Rant on about being oppressed and all that crap and then expect you to open the door for her.. And clenched fist salutes will…
The first thing that flashed into my head when I saw the shot. (Being a foreigner – or “someone with a migration background” as they delicately phrase it these days…
Having observed me thrashing along the Rheinstrasse on the trusty velocipede the other day, our young friend Rute (aka Little Miss Einstein), erstwhile culinary journalist and budding Nobel Prize winner…
The confluence of the Nahe and Rhine at Bingen
….the soft rays of an autumnal sun and a Caffee Moguntia coffee. And not at all Riesling-esque Quite the opposite, in fact…
Meenz hat Woi. Die Hesse habbe Ebbelwoi. Aka Apfelwein, Stöffche, Äbbelwoi, Ebbelwei, Viez or Äppler. A very astringent cider and an acquired taste. About 10 years of more or less…
Important stuff, this. Taste The Waste is a grass-roots political platform created to combat food waste. They put on an event on the Gutenbergplatz on Friday, serving 3500 really good…
So what do you do when you’re at the potter’s wheel, hands all gooey with clay when the phone rings? Answer it. Seen at Frank the Potter‘s place. +49 6706…
Dusk, anyway. Taken on a farm track between Sörgenloch and Nieder-Olm. iPhone 4
Gary and Kathy Bluemel from Loudon, Tennessee. When you see a group of people with eyes as big as saucers and wearing name tags, gazing in wonderment at the sights…
Industrial decay at the Zündholzfabrik [Matchstick Factory] in Mainz-Kostheim. Nick Lowe had something to say about that…
..has a silver lining. Der Hohe Dom zu Mainz (Mainz Cathedral to you…) reflected on wet cobblestones on the market
…act. Figuratively speaking. Crane in the park-that-used-to-be-the-old-shunting-yard on the banks of the Rhine in Bingen. Carved from a single piece of sweet chestnut wood. No, that was yesterday’s….