A Laugh a Day

Posted on Jan 25, 2016 | One Comment

In 1965 I moved from Groningen to Amsterdam, to experience the freedom that Amsterdam’s famous for. But it turned out to be a city with a lot of prejudices. In the street people called me names. And in the home I rented, I experienced physical violence from neighbours. I still can’t fully comprehend what it was exactly that put people off. Maybe it was my perfervid use of colours in the way I dressed?


Sixties Sunnies

Posted on Jan 5, 2016 | No Comments