and the stamen was seductively dishabille in a bloom that was part spoilt petal and part pink slink.
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We Won’t Forget Him
Twelve years ago one of our friends didn’t return from our Sunday run. He took a right turn where we took a left (something he was wont to do, nobody worried about it) and then sat under a flowering apple tree and suffered a heart attack. By the time we missed him and searched for him somebody else had already called an ambulance but it was too late.
We had a small cross hung up at the fence near where it happened. Every year we meet around that day and run or walk that trail again. He was well known all over the world and each year one of his friends turns up who hasn’t been with us for the anniversary before. We drink a glass of aquavit in his honour, it was his favourite liquor, and there is always somebody who remembers a new story about him.
“We’ve Been Robbed!”
For many years the town of Weinheim was very proud of the cedar in the castle parks. It was known to be the oldest Lebanon Cedar in Germany.
And then its 300th birthday approached. And somebody checked the records. And now we all know that the massive tree was not planted in 1720 but around 1835 – more than 100 years later. And the sign was removed:
We still love the cedar.
Memories of Jack the Ripper
Jack the Ripper was our sons’ tortoise when we lived in Zimbabwe. He got the name after we observed him eating a lettuce leaf. If you look at this giant tortoise above, seen in a zoo, you realise why.
Let’s Go!!
Wurstmarkt time is high jinx time!
The Wurstmarkt in Bad Dürkheim is the largest winefest in the world. It lasts for 2 weeks. Enough time for all the high jinx to last you a whole year!
The sculpture is part of the Wurstmarkt fountain in the square in front of the Bad Dürkheim station.
Disclaimer: I did not want to jinx my weekend by focussing on the negative aspect of the word.
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