Me and My Leica: Australia - by Roy Katzenberg
A Roof with a View - Berlin's Bundestag and its wonderful glass Dome
Kaffee und Kuchen on a Berlin afternoon
Elegant and refined - Schöneberg in pictures
"Schöneberg, you are "sehr schön..."
From Old to New - the Brandenburger Gate, the Gendarmenmarkt and Potsdamer Platz
Socialist Paradise or Hell on Earth? An afternoon at the Stasi Museum
It was routine to bug homes and ‘persuade’ people to inform on their neighbours by, for instance, promising that their child, in return, would be admitted to University. One chilling story involved the Stasi denying a man medication for his chronic illness unless he agreed to inform upon his neighbour...
Christmas Day in Berlin's Prenzlauerberg
Today, it's glamorous and gentrified and the techno clubs are long gone, replaced with cafes filled with yummy mummies, sipping lattes and blocking doors with their buggies... it's also home to an old synagogue (and Jewish cemetery) and some funky restaurants and is a wonderful place to spend a few hours (or, in the summer, a long day).
Alexanderplatz and its urban history
The result, predictably, was that the square became a showcase for “socialist architecture.” A number of ugly, soulless buildings went up, along with the 'Fernsehtum’ or, as it’s better known, the Television Tower. Designed with the help of the Swedes, it stands at 365 metres high and at its top is a revolving restaurant...
Berlin Beckons
I spent my days shuttling between ritzy upmarket suburbs like Charlottenburg and once- thriving but by the early 90's almost-defunct factories in Treptow. I dressed like a Berliner (all in black), partied like a Berliner (went out at midnight and came home at 6am), made a wealth of friends and spent Sundays taking long, aimless walks across the old East...
Hidden London - and on a budget...
Firstly, London is packed with enough odd and unusual activities to keep you entertained indefinitely. Secondly, everything’s well within reach because of the incredible London Underground transport system. And thirdly, many of the ‘hidden’ attractions of London are free or comparatively cheap when compared to the big tourist attractions...
Thoroughly British Fare - Tucking into Fish & Chips...
...apart from the fact that there are so many varieties of fish to choose from, every London fish & chips shop has its own ‘twists’ (whether it’s the batter they use, the way they cook their chips — and in what shape they make them - and the additional extras you’ll get on your plate — such as pickles or mushy peas).
Golbourne Road market - in pictures
It might be the less trendy part of the Portobello Market, but this area of town has plenty to intrigue. And whilst it might not have the style, glamour and price tag of its fashionable neighbour, Notting Hill, it's a great place to wander with a camera. Here are a few pictures from the area that runs from Portobello Green up to north Kensington...
Portobello Road Part III - Golbourne Road market
I discovered Lisboa at the tender age of 20 (my beloved first love introduced me to the place) and it fast earned a place in my heart for it’s delicious ‘natas’ - traditional custard tarts made with wonderfully flaky pastry. I have extraordinary memories from the first time I ever tasted one - sitting outside (on a cold, bright winter’s day) with a cup of steaming coffee and biting into one of these gooey delicacies. ..
Farmers Markets - are they victims of their own success?
I’m still a big fan — I believe in buying local produce, contributing to my community and promoting an urban food environment...ut I can’t help but think, in some ironic way, that many farmers markets are actually becoming victims of their own success…or at the very least they’re losing their way, because what I see today is a far cry from the ‘revolutionary’ set ups I witnessed 25 years ago. ..
A Night in a Central American Brothel
Our bus had not only left the Nicaraguan border late (what border guard doesn't like his siesta?) but had made two long stops because of engine problems. We finally rocked up in the capital at almost 10pm. It was late, we were hungry and exhausted, and the last bus to get us to La Ceiba had long since departed. We needed to bed down...
