Another week has come, gone, and left a curious trail of small victories, mild bafflements, and the kind of observations that only make sense once you’ve lived them. From the slightly absurd to the quietly satisfying, this week insisted on being noticed. Click in—before next week rudely overwrites it.
Round as the moon, soft as a Sunday, a pancake tells stories we almost forgot.
Click gently — syrup may spill, memories may stick.
A syringe, an umbrella, and a social life temporarily on life support: welcome to week three of my latest attempt at doing the right thing. No miracle promises, no influencer nonsense — just weight loss, rain, closed restaurants, and the quiet heroism of saying no to a drink. Click at your own risk.
Forget perfect prose and boring black fonts — there’s a riot of charm brewing in the margins of chaos. I take on the grammar bullies, celebrate the scribbles that refuse to be tamed, and make the case that creativity doesn’t live in the perfectly polished but in the beautifully flawed. If your inner rebel has ever cringed at a red line or raised an eyebrow at a “that’s not how we do it,” then this one’s for you. Click through and let’s stir up a little literary mischief together.
Ever had that strange feeling that life is playing reruns… in your own living room? 🤔 J’ai le même à la maison is a light, witty dive into déjà vu, domestic echoes, and those moments when reality smirks at you. Click in—you might recognize more than you expect.
A perfectly ordinary week featuring heroic data deletion, medical technology with opinions, the death of a beloved restaurant, bureaucratic waiting as a lifestyle, alcohol for strictly medicinal purposes, and DIY that exists mainly in theory. Click in — it all makes sense. Eventually.
Seven days flew by, leaving behind a neat pile of small victories, mild surprises, and at least one moment that made me raise an eyebrow and mutter “well, that was unexpected.” Curious? Click through for The Week That Was (02/2026)—a compact tour of thoughts, observations, and detours that prove even an ordinary week rarely is.
They say timing is everything. Whoever ‘they’ are clearly weren’t talking about my recent departure from Germany – which happened to be exactly three days before Mother Nature decided to dump enough snow on Hannover to make front-page news. Coincidence? Probably. Annoying? Absolutely. Read more …
Every year starts with good intentions. This one starts with an ambitious writing plan and a strong suspicion that reality may object. Click in for the details.
January delivers wall-to-wall sport and the perfect excuse to stay comfortably seated. I’ve analysed performances, criticised technique and celebrated victories — all while firmly planted in my armchair. Click in to discover why this might be the fittest I’ll feel all month.
