Status Updates From Goodbye to Berlin

“As I turned from the window, she curled herself up delicately on the sofa like a cat, and, opening her bag, felt for a cigarette.”

How many seas and frontiers shall I have to cross to reach that distant day; how far shall I have to travel, on foot, on horseback, by car, push-bike, aeroplane, steamer, train, lift, moving-staircase, and tram? […] How many thousands of cigarettes shall I smoke? How many cups of tea shall I drink and how many glasses of beer? What an awful tasteless prospect! And yet — to have to die…

Oh Bernhard.

Enjoying so far. Interesting approach to half-fictionalised memoirs. Main characters delightful, but strike me as Very English and probably wouldn’t go down with the American Sort