IPOD
RADIO
Oh no. It's started..... The brain-dead chants that herald the onset of a football tournament. It couldn't be the final of the Champions League. Not here, I mean neither team is German. Just as well they don't sing, "'ere we go, 'ere we go, 'ere we go....." I suppose I should be grateful for that.
I am suffering writers block at the moment - have been for about the past six months, and it's bloody frustrating. You want to put something in hard copy - and the words just will not come. 
There comes a time in a mans life when his six-pack, (not that I ever had one,) turns to a Keg - in short, I am in danger of becoming a fat bastard - I'll have to do something about it.
Right, an update on the musical battle.... My stepson is tenacious, I'll give him that, but he now shows signs of cracking under an assault of Malicorne, Strawhead and other assorted British 19th Century folk music. I do have one thing in reserve, mind - an old LP of Morris dances. If he forces me to unleash the musical equivalent of a battlefield nuke, I will, but reluctantly. Once more unto the breach, dear friends once more....
I've just been back in the UK for a couple of weeks enjoying a few pints and some of the wonderful variety of British cheese that is available, because people here think British cheese begins and ends with Cheddar. You can buy practically any European cheese in Germany - with the exception of British. WHY ???
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