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"Always forgive your enemies..." "...but never forget their names!" Having had an absolutely thrilling day at work with my new colleagues, I hopped onboard the U2 at 6pm on the way to the supermarket to organise tonight's evening meal, which I hoped would involve some form of chicken. WARNING: All characters contained within this entry are references to real persons, now living or dead, it is not purely coincidental. A quick look down the refrigerated aisle revealed that Germany does indeed have a chicken shortage, at least of the breasted variety: plenty of legs, but all the breasts had been ferreted from the shelves. This was the first minor thing that began to add a sour edge to what was previously a very good day.The second item, which slightly annoyed and made for a more stressful shopping trip, was the lack of biscuits, of the chocolate covered rich tea variety. Not only that but there was also no fresh semi-skimmed milk to dip them in.
Paraphrasing on the translation here of course, "Yes my son, you were in the wrong, the queue started way back here! Get to the back of the line!" Upon apologising nicely and stating that I was unaware of any wrong doing, the ridged horns of the goat-faced man's head became erect and the sweaty hairs lunging from his ear lobes began to vibrate. I offered to allow both the goat and Wayne and Waynetta slob to go before me in the queue. (Fair enough wouldn't you say?) Not for the lovely friendly Germans it wasn't. The goat croakily retorted that because I had violated a fundamental law of grocery shopping queuing, I must re-join the line at the very back-end. This would have meant that I would now be looking at a 50 minute trip into the supermarket. 50 minutes for a chicken breast that wasn't available anyway! I politely asked the rhino of a gentleman behind the goat whether or not it would be okay to let the goat and the slobs through and I slot in just in-front of him..."...not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin", he snored as he spat putrid sputum from his already foaming mouth, "I've been waiting in this queue for an eternity too!" he added. So off I walked, as the polite English do, to the very end of the queue, to begin my 20 minute wait all over again.
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"Today is the Yesterday You Worried About Tomorrow" Birthday Celebrations I've reached that age now, however, at which birthdays are no longer something to wish for and look forward to, without the feeling of dread filtering through the stomach. In fact the prospect of the next one is affecting my ability to type. Thank the lord it is nearly a year away. Having said that however, it was a pleasure and has been an absolutely fantastic, birthday-celebrating couple of weeks. The family have been great, visiting me abroad (despite the horrific weather conditions) sending me lovely, generous birthday wishes and gifts. Friends have wished me well whilst in Germany and people I didn't even know beforehand have sung Happy Birthday. Overall it has been a month of general frivolity and happiness - and one which I have gobbled up like a 500g bar of Cadbury's dairy milk. ![]() Nina (The ORIGINAL studdybuddy) and myself at my Birthday meal Getting Dhaun in Dhaun
The Saturday evening (29th March 2008) was simply stunning. A live band from 9pm till the wee hours of the morning was great. Even better however were the lecturers (later named "The Faculty") showing off their musical talents with an assortment of classic tracks. Live piano, bass guitar, drums and singing was a pleasure and especially as they had only previously played together for an hour's practise session beforehand! Superb! I have so much respect for these guys! A certain person's rendition (in German) of 'Mack the Knife' will not be forgotten. Just as enjoyable was hijacking the piano and forcing the course mates to sing bohemian rhapsody at the tops of their voices (see picture above). Without going into too much detail, naked sauna experiences ("when in Rome...") finished off the frivolities in the Schloss and I heartily thank all for helping make my birthday so memorable. It was a delight! The real work begins...
Although it's certainly sad to say goodbye to day-to-day life in Kiel, especially some of the amazing friends I've made there... ...here's to the next five exciting and enjoyable months... "Bis bald!... See you soon!" Diesen Beitrag Kommentieren Kommentare (0) |
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