One schnapps should have been enough. FOWC with Fandango: Bemoan
One schnapps should have been enough. FOWC with Fandango: Bemoan
The Sonoran Desert toad is toxic. Lick them and you might get hallucinations. Eat them (as some dogs have apparently tried) and you might die. I wonder if there is an antidote. I wonder if there is an antidote for the toad – not to … Continue reading Poor Thing
was the first part I played on stage in English. Part of a team, Gem and Elli (the Eel), hairdressers of distinction. We were vital to the efforts of the three see queens, Queen of Mother of Pearl, Queen of Sea Weed and I forgot … Continue reading Gem, the Starfish
Either Romulus or Remus with a picture of their adoptive momma on top of the Biebrich Palace in Wiesbaden. FOWC with Fandango: Wolf
His name – at least the spelling – is German, his looks are definitely French, he offers services in French, German, and one-size-fits-all-English. That’s modern Alsace for you. FOWC with Fandango: Ambiguous
Tails can be vary practical. For balancing (in Henry’s case), and as a fifth arm and hand (as in the case of this brown spider monkey). However, occasionally, a tail just gets in the way: FOWC with Fandango: Tail
This little fish on a mural that is reaching the end of its life is undeniably cheery. I’m not so sure about this management company that is CALLED cheery but the sign and the open electrical cable says anything but. FOWC with Fandango: Cheery
Between these two photos of the young Bertha Ringer in 1868 and Ms Bertha Benz lies the story of the first proper motorist. Bertha was married to Carl Benz who had invented this strange contraption – a motorised coach that drove without horse – and … Continue reading The First One Ever
climbing up this tower? FOWC with Fandango: Worth
to follow our calling. FOWC with Fandango: Bloodshed