A modern version of a fifties tabletop jukebox. In a sixties themed diner. Staffed by twenty-somethings. In Berlin, a city both gobsmackingly modern and breathtakingly old.

And me. Still trying to teach this old dog new tricks.

Wanting to be something more than I am whilst not changing. Wanting to be heard whilst hiding. Wanting to be seen whilst invisible. Talking complete bollocks dressed up as quasi-intellect.

I don’t like change. Yet I’ve changed. Go figure.

Moving from Blogger. This is a test. Repeat, this is a test. Let’s see what happens.