'tis bold audacity

death. death came a-knocking on our door

On November 1st, when some people were already munching on Christmas cookies (the author of this article reserves all things Christmas for December though), sweet, yet spicy, singer Michael Rosenberg made a halt in Hamburg on his tour through Europe to reminisce about life and love.

Here’s how to make the cake that will take you right to an afternoon cuddled up with mulled cider and caramel apples…

A couple of weeks ago I was at one of my friend’s living room concerts where I got the chance to listen to Craig Kierce’s music and, boy, was I blown away.

Your ghost returned in the middle of the night…

in mood for a fika?

“Until the colour of a (wo)man’s skin is no more significant than the colour of her eyes”

Truth bomb hits you hard...

I should’ve known in foresight...

But this book isn’t about that.

I survived yesterday, so I’ll probably survive today...

Now she’s telling all these stories, as if defending her long lost crown...

my family comes from a settlement by the sea...

I look at the blank page and try to bundle up my thoughts ...

The good old black and white colouring of the world works well, and it sells.