Thursday, 1 July 2010

Kelly & Roy heart Berlin....

....Last weekend my birthday officially came to an end, nearly a month after it actually took place. That is because Kelly's present was a long weekend in Berlin. I already have a great affection for the city in which I spent 3 months during my St. Martins years.


The door to 59 Strelitzer Strasse, where I stayed years ago.

Berlin shaped my love of photography, architecture, art and a European way of life. So, as you can imagine, nearly 7 years later, this was a much welcome return. There wasn't necessarily anything specific on the agenda for our trip, but to have a good time. And that we did. We were fortunate to be able to stay at Veronika's flat, a friend of Kelly's, which was ideally located in Prenzlauer Berg.


Kelly, Veronika, Roy.

FRIDAY:
We decided to hire bikes for the time we were away, which made it much more fun and easy to explore the city.





Typically, (certainly on my behalf), there was plenty of food on this trip too and our first port of call after arriving early on Friday was to Anna Blume, a lovely local cafe. The 3 tiered platter breakfast set us off on exactly the right foot.


Anna Blume breakfast

We spent the afternoon cycling between shops and visited the huge C|O photography gallery in a former Royal Post Office before wilting with an ice cream in the sun.



That evening we went to the final show of Veronika's college friends Lisa & Mao. Together they are the textile design collective, REMOTIL.


Lum! is the girls' studio, at which they had their show.

I was hugely impressed by the work on show - to the extent that I plan to follow up with Remotil in regards to buying a piece of furniture. I love the textile design, the colours and innovation but also the remaining practicalities of their pieces.



The show also reminded me of the wonderfully laid back atmosphere at a Berlin Private View. Whereas in London, people are largely there for the free drink and bustling to get one, here, flowers adorned an outside table with snacks and a genuine interest in the work came before the beer.



SATURDAY:
Kelly popped out to buy food for our own breakfast in the flat, whilst still basking in the morning sun.





We jumped on our bikes with a loose plan of vintage shops in the morning and some culture on the menu too. We didn't have much luck at the former, so holed up for a brew in the incredible micro coffee roasters that is Bonanza Coffee Heroes. In this minute place they roast and grind their own beans and sell by the cup or the pack. Fortunately, they also sold cakes!





We then cycled over to the Reichstag on the edge of Tiergarten, but in the mid Saturday rush, it was simply too busy to go up. (Although both of us have done so on previous trips anyway).





We then retreated to the edge of the river for a little picnic in the sun.







Back to more culture, and the poignant Holocaust Memorial. It is one of the most impressive memorials I have ever seen. Initially, when viewing the sea of concrete blocks from afar, you are under the impression they are all the same size and you can walk through them at knee height.



But as you walk further in in to the memorial, you suddenly realise you are being submerged, the blocks soon towering over you. It is architecturally clever, but also makes it incredibly powerful and somewhat more moving.



That evening we decided to check out a relatively new restaurant Cookies Cream, which sits on top of long standing club, Cookies. It was an incredible place - billed as an inventive, modern vegetarian restaurant, it is accessed in obscurity. Off a main road, you have to walk through an industrial delivery depot, where a grand and very much out of place chandelier hangs to give a clue that you're nearby.



The door is made obvious by flickering light bulbs above it, before buzzing in and walking through a pitch black lobby to some stairs leading the venue.



Unfortunately I was unable to take photos once up there, but I can say that we had a fantastic meal. The space was quite industrial, but not as large as I imagined, whilst the food from the open kitchen was superb - click on the image below to enlarge the example menu.



After getting our fill, we stopped for an aperitif in the new King Size bar on Friedrichstrasse, before heading home to bed.

SUNDAY:
Today we wanted to take advantage of the great flea markets in Berlin, so visited both the vast Flohmarkt am Mauerpark and the smaller Flohmarkt am Arkonaplatz.


Arkonaplatz




Mauerpark

We seemed to spend hours in the burning sun, strolling around, amongst the increasingly excitable Germans on World Cup day. We both did pretty well for ourselves in terms of purchases, from a man bag for me, (Dad you will be proud!) and beautiful vintage photo frames amongst others for Kel.

As it was getting nearer to KO time between England & Germany, we grabbed some food at a cafe that was also a trip down memory lane, Cafe Sauer Schwarz is where I ate regularly all those years ago.





Fortunately the food remains as colossal and as good, so we were both very happy to be there. We quickly jumped back on our bikes and cycled across to a beer garden nearer the flat, where we sloped in anonymously amongst 200 German fans.



We remained pretty silent throughout, (which wasn't all that hard to do given the result), and sloped back out again just before the end, dodging the celebratory fire crackers thrown in to the street on the way.

That night we went to the brand new Berlin branch of Soho House. Or Soho Haus if we're being totally correct!



We stayed up on the roof terrace for numerous cocktails and food, basking in the evening sun and then romanticising in the beautiful sunset. It was another beautiful rooftop location that Kelly & I seem to have been luckily afforded a lot of recently.



I will put more about the place in a separate post, but it was a perfect end to a brilliant weekend. Thank you for the present Kelly! x

Monday, 28 June 2010

Black Keys, Roundhouse 23.6.10....

....Rich, Liam and I went to see the Black Keys last week. We kicked of with a vast tasty pizza at La Porchetta over the road, before heading to the gig.



As they took to stage, I hardly recognised singer Dan Auerbach, as his huge beard and long hair had been cut off. Along with drummer Patrick Carney, the two make up the band, in a sparse, but noisy blues-rock White Stripes-esque line up.



I like the band when I listen to them on record, but tonight, live, I wasn't really feeling it. The scuzzy guitar and thumping drumps left Auerbach's vocals with little cut through above the din. not so bad I suppose, when the riffs are memorable like some are.



Eventually songs seemed to blend in to one another, but for stand outs like, 'I got mine' and 'Busted'. Definitely my least memorable show at the Roundhouse, which is a shame because I do rate the band, but maybe they're better listened in, than out.

The art of fiddling....

....Ok. So not a post I am necessarily proud of, because 'fiddling' - of ones hair - , (as I call it), should not still be done by any 29 year old man. But it is something I have done since a baby and a habit I just can't kick. Usually brought on by tiredness, Kelly's lack of complaining to date means it is becoming all too regular. But oh, how I enjoy it.

Dad, in print....

....Not only is Dad capable of writing complaints via the medium of newsprint, he is also a man that can compose worthy articles, printed in Newcastle's daily, The Journal, regarding local trade. Click the image below and read along, (and check out the pic of dad in the bow tie - bet he sent that one in himself!)

England 1-4 Germany....

....And then it was over. For England, the 2010 World Cup has come to an end. Yesterday, we were well and truly and totally deservedly stuffed by our oldest foes. We remained short of ideas and technique, whilst also largely statuesque in defence, as Germany rampaged through us on the break.



Of course, there was the 'goal that never was', but it wouldn't have had any bearing on the final result. The best team won. I will not go in to player descriptions, as it is totally inconsequential now.



We, (and Capello, above), need to go back to the drawing board, whilst I wish Germany the best of luck in the remainder of the cup.



Unfortunately, the proud flag flying atop the Spanish City, at home in Whitley Bay, will have to be taken down. But didn't it look nice there, proudly flapping in the salty sea air? Hmmm.

Wednesday, 23 June 2010

England 1-0 Slovenia....

....So, we're through. And football wise, it was a good bit better. Particularly the first half.



Gerrard was the man we've come to expect in big games, but also, unfortunately Lampard, as he does in big games, went missing. Capello's big decisions, however, paid off - Milner providing the teasing cross for Defoe's goal, whilst at the other end, Upson made a match saving challenge within his own area with minutes to go. Now we can go back to believing we can win the world cup again. But the reality is, we can't.



We have, (potentially), Germany, then Argentina, then Spain before we reach the final. To be fair, if we can beat them, then we deserve it! Today's afternoon kick off meant that I watched the game in the bar at work. As did everyone else.



A great atmosphere, willing the team on.....and it worked. Next!

Monday, 21 June 2010

Bill Penman....

....This was my late Grandpa's name. Well, William Penman Armit to be exact. (Unless he has another middle name, mum?!) Anyway, I digress. I love the name. Particularly Penman. A good while back I stumbled across this odd soviet font and had wanted to get decals made up in this name, to stick on my bike. It never happened, beyond the design that Lorenzo kindly did.



They had since been filed away, but I love them and wanted to show them off. (Incidentally, my brother in law, Andy, also took to the name and founded his recruitment consultancy called Penman Executive).

Sunday, 20 June 2010

Nana Barker's birthday....

....Kelly and I visited Nana yesterday and took her out for her birthday. We had a lovely lunch at Piano Cafe in Southwell, whilst the girls became new best friends! Happy Birthday again. x.

England 0-0 Algeria....

....After reflecting on the last game and watching several of the stronger nations also struggle, perhaps England's previous performance wasn't that bad. This one, however, was truly awful.



There is not a great deal to say that hasn't already been said, but there was no spirit, no adventure and no hope in their play.



We have one last game to save ourselves and progress through to the next stage. My only comfort is in remembering a similar run of results in the 1990 World Cup, and we went on to the semi finals that year. C'mon boys.

TBC Regents Park Relay II....

....The annual event is now in it's second year and despite a poor turnout, (for a variety of reasons), we pushed ahead with the race. With the prospect of food and drink in the park afterwards almost too appealing to wait for, we decided to simply compete in a single sprint of the inner circle. Fastest wins.



As per previous competitive TBC events, Chris took the honours, his saddle bestrode by some marvellous blue lycra. Gosh, he deserved it for fashion prowess alone. (Although Richie's rugby / lycra hybrid and Nick's Etonian cutting dash, were very close behind).





We retired to park for typically British nibbles, befriending local wild fowl and basking in a glorious sunset on the way.





The night went on later and boozier, but the photos stop there. Good stuff.

Bugsy's BBQ....

....Kelly, Nick, Ems and I were invited to join Bugs, Joce, Marcus and Becks for a BBQ at their house on Tuesday.



Bugsy was the master of the grill, with an incredible shoulder of lamb and also pork and dried apricot skewers that got more Mmmm's than you could imagine.



In the tranquil and seemingly secluded tree covered back garden we feasted and drank til our hearts were content.



We finished with a messy, minty, but moreish Eton Mess that sat splendidly in an array of Royal themed china. Yar Yar.



Thanks Bugs. Awesome.

Sunday, 13 June 2010

No you didn't....

....A classic front page from today's New York Post. Over enthusiastic, or just confused?!



EDIT: It seems in fact that the American's aren't as daft as the headline suggests. See here. And thanks to the 'anonymous' commenter, below for the tip off.

England 1-1 USA....

....In light of press reports that referees at this summer's World Cup had each learned 20 English swear words in order to crack down on player abuse, Liam, Doug and I then tried to list those profanities on our kitchen blackboard. We succeeded. And following last night's abject draw with the USA, each of them is a fair description of England's goalkeeper Robert Green.



After a clanger, he has been made the scapegoat for England's unconvincing display, but in truth, in a match where Emile Heskey was our best player, there must be some other problems on the pitch. After a bright start, Steven Gerrard gave us the lead, but plenty more possession led to little more threat and after Green gifted Clint Dempsey their equaliser just before half time, we weren't able to finish off the USA.



I wasn't surprised. I'd be more surprised if England fans are surprised. But, equally, I am not too worried. We are fortunate to be in a weak group and to me it is inconceivable that we do not progress in to the last 16. Beyond that? I am not sure. My original prediction was a Quarter Final loss. Following last night's display, that hasn't changed.

Saturday, 12 June 2010

List my photo : update 4....

....An update of some of my more considered photos are on my other blog for your perusal.