Let’s cut to the quick and get down to brass tacks. Or rather cut to a railway line on the icy wastes of central Norway and investigate a strange trackside anomaly only visible to sharp-eyed [more…]
In Part 3, I recounted how Hans Coutandin, in his letters to his girlfriend Eva Möller, wrote that he had been to Wilna in Poland, then Minsk in Byelorussia, had then been wounded in the [more…]
Before we get into the progress (or otherwise) happening at the small oasis of calm and solitude that is the old greenhouse and the recently constructed raised beds, how about a little “who used which [more…]
Monday Good morning, folks, and I’m ready to go into another week of my waffle. It’s been a lovely sunny weekend and even quite warm in the sun, but it was very frosty this morning. [more…]
Did we ever get to Lille? Those who know, know. Yes, we did, at about episode 70 of this humble racenteur’s hitty-missy Postcard of the same name that was once a staple of Saturday evening [more…]
In Part 2, I recounted how Hans Coutandin, in his letters to his girlfriend Eva Möller, wrote that he had been to Verdun in France for training, before travelling to Insterburg in East Prussia and [more…]
Monday Good morning and welcome to another week of my ramblings. It’s rather wet this morning but still not cold. Legohead went off to Scottishland to speak to a half-empty hall of Scottishland Liebore supporters. [more…]
A phrase lingers in the mind. In passing, Mr. DH — my colleague, a fellow Puffin to us all, and master of that mysterious gift known as the turn of phrase — once summed up [more…]
In Part 1, I recounted what Hans Coutandin had written to his girlfriend Eva Möller in his letters of early 1941 as he transitioned from being an “Arbeitsmann” in the “RAD-Abteilung 3/250” to be in [more…]
Copyright © 2026 | MH Magazine WordPress Theme by MH Themes