![]() ![]() ![]() I was able, for the first time, to meet Grass without my faulty German acting as an untrustworthy intermediary. ![]() However, I now think this was a good decision. I cheated with Cat and Mouse because I read it in translation. I didn’t particularly enjoy it, but it’s easier to write on what you know, and I’ve exams to prepare for. Unlike my unread copy of The Tin Drum, I’ve actually dragged myself through Im Krebsgang twice, and will probably read it a third time. I gathered that this was something to do with his 2002 novel, Crabwalk, and bought a copy of it as a trophy and memento. Walking around inside, unable to understand the German on the walls, I did at least manage to enjoy Grass’s drawings and countless photos of undersea wreckage. I was there to visit Thomas Mann’s museum as part of a trip that also took me to Husum, Theodor Storm’s hometown, but since Grass had his own museum and I had time, I decided to drop in. I visited Lübeck in July 2015, a few months after Günter Grass had passed away. ![]()
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