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Avete mai pensato che potremmo sentirci offesi dal fatto che non avete mai imparato l’inglese?

Language Week 2006: Broke in Berlin hat schon auf Russisch (denke ich – es gibt zumindest kyrillisches Zeichen zu sehen) gebloggt. Ich dagegen hab wirklich kein Bock mitzumachen - bin so was von faul im Moment. Sorry. Als kleiner Trost gibts einen Link – etwas alt, aber immer noch witzig (meine Meinung nach) – ein […]

Googling Away The Hours…

Number 143. From A Bomb Shelter.

In Actual Fact > Visit Detail
Domain Name netvision.net.il ? (Israel)
IP Address 212.143.150.# (Telran Communications)
Location Continent : Asia
Country : Israel (Facts)
State/Region : Hefa
City : Haifa
Time of Visit Jul 24 2006 10:10:18 pm
Referring URL http://www.google.co…zilla:en-US:official
It is the most popular search phrase to access this site with, but […]

Getting The Words Right

We’re sitting on a blanket laid out on the grass in the park. Although the sun has set, it’s a balmy summer’s evening – warm enough to sit barefoot in shorts and t-shirt. The only chill is between us, the remnants – despite a pleasant evening and scrummy food and drink – of a somewhat […]

Anonymity

As another blogger gets fired for, well, being a successful blogger – I find myself worrying about the degree of anonymity required to write a blog. I mean, if writing anecdotes can get petite sacked for gross misconduct, can I get done for harassing pharmacists?
“Ah,” I hear you say, “but you said successful blogger.” Quite. […]

Language Week 2006

Last year I agreed to, and then sort of acted on srah’s (I bet that’s not the name (s)he was Christened with) Language Week; The idea being to blog in a language other than the one normaly used on your blog.
I’m tempted to use the kind of German I normally use for the “German word […]

Hay Fever

Well, not so much fever as all-over muscle pain and stiffness.
The problem with playing farmhand for the few days per year it takes to gather hay from the fields is that I’m not used to it. Driving a tractor, throwing bales of hay onto a trailer and speaking in a ridiculously affected West country […]