I finally won my battle over the right-click button and there’s loads more pics if you hop over to my flickr. We stayed in Prenzlauer Berg in what used to be East Berlin. It’s a beautiful area. When the Soviet army arrived there towards the end of WW2 much of the fighting was street to street rather than through bombing so lots of old buildings are still standing and there is much less of the DDR era architecture that you see commonly in the area. Just go x
Just back from another visit to Berlin. I love this city, if you haven’t been, go. I swear you’ll be stamping your foot in the airport declaring you won’t go home, you won’t, you won’t, you won’t. More photos when the right-click button on my mouse decides to stop acting up, thus restoring my cut and paste abilities.
In other news, it’s round about my one year blogiversary! Stay posted for a birthday giveaway…x
My little sister hasn’t been well over the last few weeks and I’ve been holding off sending her a get well soon package until I finished this little cushion for her,
Jane’s own family portrait; her, her boyfriend and three hamsters who sadly are no longer with us. She is as soft about animals as I am and I thought that this would be a nice little something to remember them by. Not her boyfriend, he’s still around, just the hamsters.
And to go with this present, some facts about my sister,
1. When we were kids she had an imaginary friend called Helen and when we argued she’d go off and play with her instead, making me very jealous.
2. She can speak and write fluent Japanese and is learning Chinese for work at the moment. I have no idea where this ability for languages came from but it’s pretty impressive when she’s in full flow.
3. Jane makes the most amazing greetings cards and scrap books. She can draw like your best manga artist and for some reason doesn’t sing about this ability half as much as she should do.
4. Despite the fact that she’s the younger sister and I should be looking after her, she always texts me to remind me about important dates like birthdays and anniversaries so I don’t forget. And forget I would if it wasn’t for her.
5. She has blonde hair and blue eyes unlike me and my mum who have dark hair and brown eyes, and our dad who was ginger. It was a common theme of our childhood to tell her she was adopted and sometimes I think she may even be considering the possibility…
Get well soon sis x
or two school days well spent…
