Blog of the week & Mexico City


I’m still completely absorbed by Sybille Bedford’s A Visit to Don Otavio, and these passages (dinner; setting up a hotel) show why. If it fuels your fever, you really must see Ben Pentreath’s blogs here and here. Normally I dial in to Ben’s pastoral idylls on Mon mornings, but these posts from his travels carry some heat.

Karl and Peter


Their churches in Vienna…(obviously. The holiday snaps are nearly done.)


Karlskirche is like an icing-sugar white version of St Peter’s outside, with a lake built before it to reflect it


It’s a church of St Charles Borromeo, who can be seen on the frescoes of the dome, along with other saints and angels, a cabbage and a stream of gold coins.


The light in this window reminded me of the Rad Cam in Oxford, as did St Peter’s dome, which appears down a side street,


Inside was lots more carving and gold, along with some bizarre (symbolic?) flouorescdnt pink rocks and tennis balls on a stick.


Much nicer than the rather dull cathedral though…

Garden peace

After a sunny afternoon walking (and possible getting a bit too hot), and hiding in a cafe with asparagus soup and Sachertorte to recover, a walk in Vienna brings you to this


and this


and this (flute and violin duo doing Michael Jackson hits just out of sight)


and then this.


Instant peace.


Volksgarten and Burggarten, Vienna June 2017.

Vienna’s history


This is the Judenplatz, where Rachel Whiteread’s memorial to Austria’s Jews now stands. In English and German, the text refers to the murders of 1938-45, and in the streets around little cobbled squares provide sun traps for local cafes, platzes for government buildings and a chance for children to play among the art.


June 2017.