When I see Toni this morning I hardly recognise him. This is strange because normally Toni is instantly recognisable. He's maybe a decade and-a-half older than me but refuses to allow age to become a dictating factor in his fashion sense. He's our local man-about-town, always strutting up and down the main street with things … Continue reading Relic

The Real Germany

Today I'm going in search of the real Germany. It won't take long because I know exactly where to find it. I'm almost there already actually. I'm sitting on a bench by the gates of Zons, a medieval walled town close to the city of Düsseldorf. The tower in the background reminds me that Zons … Continue reading The Real Germany