20.07.11 “You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”
It occurred to me as I was riding the tram back home late Saturday night – the two men across from me visibly wasted yet determined to finish the half-full beer bottles in their hands, the guy standing near the left side door covered in tattoos and piercings in places I didn’t even know skin … Read more
23.06.11 In Weissensee, In Weissensee
Okay, I admit it. I’m terrified of the dark. Having been a glasses-wearer for the better part of twenty years, there is hardly a night that goes by without me, half blind from removing the spectacles to go to sleep, thinking the chest of drawers at the corner of my room has actually sprouted a … Read more
17.06.11: Der Hund [almost] trinke Apfelsaft
Before I came to Berlin, I spent a lot of time watching German children’s programmes on YouTube. This had both a positive and negative impact on my progress: positive, in that it was a fun and simple way to learn vocabulary and basic grammar, negative in that – well – the kind of vocabulary and … Read more
16.07.11 Lunch for schmucks
They say the best way to learn a new language is by constant repetition. Though it is true that I became very adept at the German numbers 1-100 as a result of counting backwards on each plane ride I have taken since I began learning (it’s a wonderful distraction from the phobic images that usually … Read more
15.07.11 Alone in Berlin
Day 1 of 365 in Berlin. Weather: 27 degrees and sunny. Lindsay: collapsed on a sofa after a long day of walking, stuffing her face with Vollkornbrot. So far, today, I have: -gotten so excited about ordering my first coffee in German that I forgot to eat breakfast -caused a lady to roll her eyes … Read more
Fun with the blog
Don your caps and pull out your magnifying glasses, readers – Where’s Lindsay now includes two new hidden posts. Where could they be? Can you spot them? The first one to do so wins a prize! Hope you enjoyed the limited-time only January posts as well. Keep reading and keep enjoying!
Panic! At the Estate
In London, a person’s postcode says a lot about them. First of all, the London postcode format is structured as such that you can pinpoint exactly where in the city someone lives based on their postcode alone. For example, in previous months, if I had told someone that my postcode began with SW7, they would … Read more
Endeavouring To Analyze
It’s strange how living in a new country causes you to observe things about your own that you would not have otherwise noticed. “Hi there, you all right?” the sales clerk asked me during my first week here inside a jewellery store on Oxford Street. I whirled around to face her, horrified. “Actually – no,” I … Read more
You Say Potato
The Bank Holiday has come and passed, so has Labour Day, and we find ourselves once more in September. Welcome, everyone, to this month that will always bring to mind fond memories of waiting for the school bus in the crisp morning air, the smell of radiators being turned on for the first time in … Read more
The Sun’s Just Too Good To Be True
Admittedly, when I first arrived in London, I really didn’t see what all the weather fuss was about. “You’d better pack an umbrella,” my cautious friends and family warned, “it’s going to be raining all the time.” Then there were those cartoon postcards depicting London’s four seasons (and I don’t mean as in London has their … Read more






