January 2010
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The iPad: A product from the he-mans women-hater's... →
My boyfriend got me an iPod mini…can’t wait for the iPad mini. You know it will come with a homescreen button for Cute Overload. And Perez Hilton.
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It's iWednesday
Steve Jobs - not dead. Still wearing black turtleneck sweaters. Will revolutionise industry. Again. Isn’t he running out paradigms to re-imagine? Anyway, join the queue. And to the sceptics out there - convert, convert heathens…this Apple will bring you back to paradise!
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The miscellaneous invasion
“The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.”
John Galsworthy
After reluctantly eschewing materialism for 3 months like a grumpy Buddhist monk, I was finally reunited today with all of my earthly possessions, and Bagpuss, of course. How can I forget my favourite unnecessarily twee hot water bottle? That’s encouraging, because during this time I had completely...
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My local snow-covered cementery
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Ghosts of Berlin
Here was the so-called death strip, of varying width, punctuated by observation towers; enclosed by walls or fences on either side; and secured with brights lights, barbed wire, tank barriers, dog runs, and carefully raked sand. Contrary to its name and reputation, then, the security system was in its essence less than wall than a controlled sequence of empty, visible spaces.
Brian Ladd on why...
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Why Italian restaurants are no longer Italian...
Berliners, like most of their Northern European counterparts, have been swayed by the delights of the dolce vita. It used to be France, of course, that held this position in the boreal heart, but as an English friend once put it to me, ‘we found that the food was better and that Italians actually liked us’. Italy has always been a magnet to moneyed bohemian and consumption-ridden poet alike, but...
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The internet needs more snow photos and you know...
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New Year’s Eve or Silvester in Berlin: Fireworks,...
Yesterday, while standing at the top of Mauerpark hill, it occurred to me, that so far, I have started every new decade in a different country. I stumbled into the world during the 80s, in the throes of democratic transition, in a Spain that had not had a popularly elected government since 1939 and whose current constitution came into force the 29th of December 1978. The 90s started in...