With ever more of our fellow train passengers displaying acute symptoms of over exposure to cheap Glühwein it can only mean that December is upon us. And the end of one the genuinely more enjoyable smow blog years.
Indeed its fair to say 2014 was one of those years that makes you consider if its not time to hang up the old travelling socks and seek a more sedate, sedentary, existence. A fitting moment perhaps, but the correct decision? We've a couple of days to decide.
And to accompany us Russian avant-garde architecture, reflections on Israeli modernism, the future of seating and the tale of what happened when George Nelson, Isamu Noguchi, Irving Harper and Richard Buckminster-Fuller drunk and drew.....
