Curmudgeon emerges from the Funk(stille)

The last few weeks of 2018 have not been plain sailing. There have been reheated family feuds, ongoing worries about the welfare of my nephew on the high seas, the loss of a dear friend, and personal anxiety over B****t. The end of year quiz was a remarkably subdued affair as a result. Continue reading Curmudgeon emerges from the Funk(stille)

Halloween in the Cottageviertel

Some of the gabled villas in the Cottageviertel that are in estate agent parlance “sanierungsbedürftig” have a touch of the haunted house about them that is far more real than any Prater attraction can hope to be, including Madame Tussaud’s, which I am informed now sports a waxwork of Andreas Gabalier, the bad boy of the Austrian Volksmusik and Schlager scene, and famous also for … Continue reading Halloween in the Cottageviertel