Tag: Berlin. Travels with Mother

Ich Bin Ein Berliner

My Mum came round. “Do you want to go to Berlin?” “Nein, “ I said. “No, seriously,” she snapped in that Mummy voice. “My other half can’t go.” “I don’t flippin’ blame him. You know it’s winter, right? It’s FREEZING over there.” “It’s only -7 C.” “Oh well in that case, get my bikini!” “It’s […]