aka: life. Or possibly St Nicholas. It’s 6th December and tonight German children put their boot outside and listen for the heavy steps of St Nick. Unless – he’s asleep as well. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Asleep
aka: life. Or possibly St Nicholas. It’s 6th December and tonight German children put their boot outside and listen for the heavy steps of St Nick. Unless – he’s asleep as well. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Asleep
My children were brought up bilingual. They learned maths in an English speaking school. If you understand German you will know that we say the numbers between 21 and 99 in a weird way: one-and-twenty, nine-and-ninety, etc. So that was confusing to them when they … Continue reading Truth Hurts
I’m in a hurry this morning so I’m doing everything, like, express like, fast, you know, like really quick. So I’m really – like glad, I had these photos on file, like, for a, like, express post. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Express
Only half. Half-timbered, that is. There are lots of these around, this particular yard is in Michelstadt im Odenwald. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Timber
I’ve taken photos from various angles of this odd sculpture, even with some editing to coax out the form but this is the best I’ve managed. It stands in the middle of a roundabout near a local brewery called Welde. The brewery has very unique … Continue reading The Weird World of Traffic Circle Art
The drink of choice in Frankfurt is Ebbelwoi. Since the name is a dialect word there are numerous ways to write it: Ebbelwoi, Äppelwoi, Äppelwei, Äppler, and sometimes they call it Schoppe or Stöffsche. Often translated as cider but the only thing it has in … Continue reading Pure Apples
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Fry
Going through all the (English) carols I know for this post I realised: I’ve been spoiled beyond repair. Whenever I hear the melody of a carol I sing along in my head. Except I sing alternative texts, and they’re usually cheeky or naughty or downright … Continue reading Oh Come, All You Singers
Haute Provence Ragtag Daily Prompt: Wilderness