Once more a story of my early months of living in Germany with very little grasp of the language and, incidentally, the only anecdote that involves me being forcibly ejected from a DIY store by two well-built gentlemen and told…
Once more a story of my early months of living in Germany with very little grasp of the language and, incidentally, the only anecdote that involves me being forcibly ejected from a DIY store by two well-built gentlemen and told…
Like Disneyland Every Day used to link to my old site which must not be named, and I never let him know of the change. However, the incoming stats (Technorati doesn’t seem to be working as well as it once…
Just a quick update on some posts on this, which is, let us not forget, a published document/thingummy. So, as regards, the last post: “Tufty The Squirrel’s Road Safety Tips”, there’ll almost certainly be a criminal and probably a civil…
Let’s get our facts straight here. Germans are, on the whole, incredibly kind and considerate drivers (stop laughing). And, it’s been documented using not-at-all-dubious standards that females make better drivers than men. They have a somewhat nasty habit of sleeping…
People of Wisconsin awake! It’s a miracle! A Sign! Bless St. Bartholomew (okay technically he’s the Patron Saint of Florentine cheese merchants, but he’s just going to have to do for now). I reckon I should have put this on…
Gigglechick – a woman who normally is first on the block (and you get there pretty quickly in a convertible mini cooper) asked me to complete the meme that everyone, and I mean everyone, in Europe did about “music on…
After having a quick look through the stats of this website today, I noticed that there are several new people linking to me. Being the thoroughly vulgar linkwhore that I am, I thought I should at least reciprocate and tell…
After reading a disturbing amount of literature during my hospital stay and in the time afterwards, I took a break from reading for a while. I’ve found myself needing to consume something papery of late though. The dear Mr. Stairs…
*delete as applicable I blame my mother for instilling it into me as a child. You go shopping (and I imagine as a child it would have been to Marks and Spencers and then for lunch at Fenwicks), and when…
I’ve developed an enormous respect for people that work in translation. With time I’ve got to a point where I trust myself to translate things from either German or Science-speak into English. Actually, as I have enough friends who need…