Curmudgeon takes his wife away for a minibreak, without breaking the lockdown. Stay home and stay safe Continue reading National Curmudgeon’s Cottageviertel Staycation
This year, April Fool’s jokes are in short supply. Curmudgeon is still in lockdown. Continue reading No Day for Fooling…
Lessons learned from being retired are serving Curmudgeon well as he is in lockdown. It isn’t all doom and gloom. Continue reading Lessons for Lockdown gained from enforced Retirement
Take time to eat well and check up on those on their own. Maybe even have a Skype beer. Continue reading Dinner for One in the Cottageviertel
without being clichéd Curmudgeon advises to keep calm and carry on. Continue reading Curmudgeon refuses to buy a hamster
It’s been an interesting start to the year – belts tightened, but without crippling austerity. Curtains for Curmudgeon and his dear wife and the black dog has been kept firmly in his place. Continue reading Curmudgeon tightens his belt
Curmudgeon recaps the decade Continue reading That was the decade that wasn’t
Curmudgeon has tired of wall-to-wall retail and isolation and is on a crusade to return to a more socially conscious and inclusive Christmas, that doesn’t pander to retail. Continue reading Bringing back the Christmas of yesteryear
Curmudgeon’s sleuthing answers some of the questions behind the dispersal of family graves. Continue reading Curmudgeon solves one mystery, but another is still possibly unsolved
Curmudgeon gets dewy-eyed about how he used to buy his records from a man in the pub, who he could trust. Continue reading The need for Handschlagqualität (trustworthiness)
A snap election campaign has taken four months to reach a climax. Curmudgeon has his own take on it all. Continue reading Curmudgeon braces himself for the polls
Ibizagate is on course to be word of the year, unless “Teigtaschenfabrik” can leapfrog it in the jury’s memories. Continue reading Where there’s dough, there’s dough
Curmudgeon has fallen Alice-like down the Sommerloch. Please get him out. Continue reading Can someone dig me out of this summer hole?
Sometimes a friend is only a few minutes walk away – a definite bonus in a day and age where friendships seem to dwindle so easily despite it being easier than ever to travel. Continue reading When friendship is just a short walk away
Austria can be thankful to its President as one of its most famous sons succumbs to illness. Continue reading Three Chancellors and a Funeral
The speed of a top drawer political scandal is frightening (quicker than a Phaeton). Comrade / Komm. Rat Curmudgeon reports on corruption, honey trapping, and milk-based projectiles. Continue reading From earthquakes to milkshakes, May madness abounds
The curmudgeon bemoans entitlement and harks back to simpler days, when a foreign holiday was all about Pschitt and giggles. Continue reading When holidays were all about Pschitt and giggles
Following an inventory of a common or garden Teekuche and its bespoke assortment of cutlery and crockery, the curmudgeon arrives at the source of the problem – supermarket loyalty cards, responsible for free mugs if you spend a large amount. Continue reading Supermarket loyalty cards are for mugs.
Curmudgeon is rudely confronted with an eScooter on every street corner. He has no intention of joining the ranks of the “silver scooters”. Continue reading eScooters ahoy!
Living by the rules is a matter of general decency rather than being a square or a stick in the mud. Continue reading Them’s the rules!