Kurt of Gerolstein

I wasn’t wrong. Some would say that I never am. But I’m here to tell you that Mikie has, in the six weeks since I penned my last, become a ...

Once upon a time a wee horse called Mikie was born here at Gerolstein. A lovely baby, but with a race-horsey handicap. His father was the s...

A few weeks ago, I sat in a small studio theatre in Berlin delighting over some outstanding young opera singers performing a grand versi...

Well, here it is. THE KURTS! My theatre winners for Summer 2013. Some of the decisions as to the winne...