Our roving European Correspondent- Paul 'Barry Humphries' Wray
DAY 1
Everyone is up bright and early for the meet, well almost everyone, one sleepy head claims his alarm didn’t go off, so out of generosity, or stupidity, his lift collects the rest of his pick ups before returning to collect the idle tourist. This kind act was repaid not with appreciation but with a torrent of abuse usually found in a fish market.
Aboard the coach it was noted at the splendid effort made by all the party & comments were made on how Trev, Kenny and Steve all looked remarkably similar in their shirts, prompting Trev to find another shirt before cameras came out!!!
Obviously this was a popular trip and as we made our way to Harwich a pigeon tried to gatecrash the party, but was foiled by the windscreen much to the amusement of Harrison, who took great delight in giving an impression of the dying pigeon, a cruelty to animals theme that he kept up all weekend!!!
The onboard caterer, ‘Bilboa Hairy Foot Snacks’, supplied fresh tuna, egg rolls & crisps for the hungry bus load, until the arrival at Harwich, where the sight of a blond slapper stepping onto the coach, brought gasps of horror, but was soon greeted with sighs of relief, as translator Lee revealed himself !!
Upon entering the dockside, the first of many ‘classic’ quotes on the trip, was made by young Scott Malia-Allsop, when he inquisitively asked “Do we get on the ferry before it goes?”
Once on board the boat there was a rush to the breakfast bar and after eating we looked out of the window to discover that we hadn’t even left port, apparently we were waiting for a train from London. The general opinion however was someone had the same alarm as Harrison.
We eventually set sail forty five minutes late and for entertainment Maz set about his plan to finance his trip starting the poker school for which he had cunningly packed a set, however six hours passed & things were not going to plan, obviously he was saving himself for a big win later on at the weekend. Ken meanwhile, who was a novice at the game, had a win, and not being satisfied with this, he headed straight to the roulette wheel to gain more euros, encouraged by 'The Green Giant' Smithy
‘The Wasp’ was reluctant to wear his pink glittery wig and was sentenced to spend the duration of a pint in the company of Sheva Harrison. So upset was the youngster that he retired to the cinema to watch the 'Iron Man', only to be fined on his return for missing a ‘wigs on’ call!!!
Balfe senior entertained us with his flipping/catching of beer mats and Dave attempted to get it on camera with the mats flying in the air…………. unfortunately six hour is not long enough!!!
So we arrived in Holland alas the Dutch customs let Harrison in and we became the centre of attention at the bus stop as locals and fellow tourists seized the chance to get a photo of these highly trained athletes, with bright shirts & weird hairdos !
Most took the chance to take advantage of the coaches’ excellent comfort and catch up on some shut eye as we sped across Holland & into Germany expertly driven by Ian.
On arrival at Gruin Weiss we were surprised by the lack of bodies to greet us, perhaps having something to do with this, was Germany’s loss earlier to Croatia?
Rooms were claimed and in true Big Brother fashion, Ken found himself first to be evicted by Maz and Trev from their 'love shack' and he was sent packing to another changing room. For the first time a snoring room was also set up with Kev, Matt, Postie & Nick the occupants. Dan started in there, but the racquet was too much to bear so he 'squatted' in the Chairman's room. The Snorers room proved to be a great success (especially if you weren’t in it !!).
Next it was off to the bar for a quick nightcap or two before retiring after a long day with us looking forward to a good nights sleep, unfortunately in one room, some tosser’s alarm went off at half past three in the bloody morning! Which in UK time would be half past two needless to say only one baldy didn’t hear it !!!!!!
Still to come the cricket, the penalty shootout, the crossbar challenge, and who gets naked up on a table?
All will be revealed in the next instalment !!!
The Dr stands his ground .....
The Wasp bowls ........
DAY 2
The sun rose and so did the monster from the black lagoon, his first word of the day being “Knob”, this was then followed by several more expletives far too crude for family reading. After showering, the tour veterans looked forward to the trip for breakfast down at Lidls to see if Dave had learnt how to order 50 bread rolls in German, unfortunately we were left in the dark, and Dave was spared the embarrassment, as Agnes had prepared a feast for us. This lead to comments from a young Waspish character about how his mother can’t cook, in fact she even burns pizzas !! this was the first of several derogatory comments made about her Ladyship of Balfe Manor that we were to learn about over the weekend!! Get next week’s instalment for more. After filling himself up the young Balfe had a lot of energy to burn, and took to the pitch to give a demonstration of the skills he had been honing in the back garden under the watchful eye of Daddy Solar Panel. All that can be said is that Fabio has nothing to worry about in the coaching department from daddy Balfe!!After this unexpected treat, it was decided to still go to Lidls for supplies and so the traditional walk took place. On return a draw took place to decide teams for the sporting festivities with Trev’s side looking by far the stronger on paper, the first event was the traditional cricket. This year, however it had been decided that following ‘The Screws’ magnificent, but oh so boring innings to claim victory last time out, that this years event would be 20 twenty. The ‘Green Giant’ took the ball and bowled superbly to reduce the opposition to 0 for three from the first over! the innings resembled that of the England team, as the batting side collapsed, with wickets falling far to easily, Trev commented that Martyn used to play a bit as he marched out to the crease, but with the words still spewing from his mouth, Burberry Bob was trudging back, having being bowled for a golden duck !! It wasn’t until Skip Malia himself came to the crease, playing a true captains innings that he picked up the run rate. The surprise package turned out to be ‘Postie’ who also took 3 wickets as well as a superb one handed catch as he fell over. Despite Trev’s efforts his side were dismissed for a pathetic 36. ‘Harold’ Shipman opened the batting and soon had the runs ticking over, though surviving endless appeals & rather a lot of sledging conducted by the BigMan. With the game looking to be slipping away the Hobbit called on The ‘Wasp’ to come to his aid & inject some sting into the attack. After marking out his run up, he turned heel & ran at full pace, finally producing a very strange baseball style ‘chuck’, this in turn reduced the field to looking as though it had been sprayed with fly spray with Andy and Dave giving excellent impressions of the dying fly aka Tiswas!!
Despite being LBW at least 3 times and caught another 4 the DR. still refused to walk and was there at the end as captain Smith and his side took a well deserved victory. Highlights of this contest can be seen on the soon to be released DVD check the website for details of release. Next up was the penalty shoot out where the draw saw some mouth watering ties, the big battle was between Steve ‘Sheva’ Harrison and Simon ‘Wasp’ Balfe, fortunately Sheva lost, but as such every other penalty taker was subjected to unsportsmanlike comments as they stepped up to take their shots, despite the bald ones best efforts Trev’s side came out on top. Pete being top scorer with 5/5 against Desperate Dan.It was then decided that as we were out on the pitch the crossbar challenge would be next ‘Sheva’ was first up and here Smithy showed his true captaincy genius telling Steve to imagine it was Thursday night and he had an open goal, true to form the bald eagles first shot dribbled along the floor wide but then to everyone’s amazement the next one hit the bar as did his 3rd attempt leaving a bewildered and stunned Simon blasting the ball all over the place.This astounding start set the way as The Juggernauts side thundered to victory 5-3 and a 2-1 lead after day one.With Dave on a roll he selected 2 sides for the football tournament in the evening both sides gave consistent performances with Trev’s words of encouragement taken from the Steve Harrison book of compliments, and as such both finished bottom of their groups With both keepers knowing how Davy Crocket must have felt at the Alamo as we dashed to get changed to get in the bar first we were informed that this set of games was only to see who you would play in the next round!!!Being bottom meant that you played the top team from the other group. The ‘B’ team went first and looked to be heading for a drubbing until Scott Malia-Allsop and Charlie Chalk lookalikey Nick bagged a couple of goals, the shocked look on the faces of the Germans at the sight of Scott’s belly was only a taster of what they were to get later!!! With this inspired performance the ‘A’ team took to the field knowing they would have to do well or face a weekend of ridicule and perform they did beating the other groups leaders by a convincing 3-1, Burberry Bob started to perform……..as there was a crowd watching!! So on to the semi final we marched and despite creating several clear cut chances we were struck by Harrisonesque style finishing so as it looked like heading for penalties the Germans pushed forward and a last minute long range shot appeared covered by Mr Mackay but for some reason he tried a punch and missed, not only giving the Germans the winning goal but making a mockery of his reasons for not working for 2 months!!! So we headed again to the showers once again to be dragged out to partake in a 3rd place penalty shootout the Germans went first and with the scores at 2-2 the imposing figure of the screw filled the goal as the German stepped up looking to Wray’s left he tried to smash the ball into the right but it was not enough as Wray had craftily arranged the excess ballast up his shirt and was down with a crash to push the ball onto the post and give his side the advantage Pete casually stepped up to give his side the lead and the Germans then managed to spawn another, Dave Allsop stepped up to show John Terry how a penalty should be taken ……..& missed ! ! with the Germans scoring again it was up to Balfey to finish the job which he did very casually and there it was at long last we had won a penalty shootout you may have noted no mention of the Big Man for the shootout this was because he had cunningly saved enough energy to sprint to the shower to get to the bar quicker and sent his newly adopted brother Scott out instead !!!So to the bar where the victorious squad looked forward to getting their free beer, only to discover that the Hobbit had taken charge of the tokens and most had gone to the ‘B’ team.The celebrations continued and as the night went on a call for wigs was sent up with a 2 Euro fine for rebels who refused. Several idle gits decided to pay the fine which the finemaster Screw gleefully accepted, it was during this, that Kenny decided to do an impression of the pigeon we came across en route to Harwich, walking into the patio door much to the amusement of Harrison, who in turn started on Dave Allsop and was reduced to fits of giggles every time the name Bramble was mentioned. After a break from the wigs the Screw gave a fine impression of Maggie Thatcher when she broke the unions, by shouting another wigs on call but raised the fine to 10 Euros. Slowly but surely the rebel alliance skulked off all except Andy ‘Scargill’ Balfe who stood defiant and paid up, so in true government style the price went up and Balfey buckled.With all this entertainment and music blaring out there sure was a party atmosphere, then………when Robbie’s ‘Rock DJ’ came on…. the youngest Malia leapt onto a table and with encouragement from Pater & the baying mob, he proceeded to remove his clothes, as he got down to his pants Pat Butcher Coates stepped up to put a stop to these unsavoury events………… or so we thought, he obviously spends too much time in these seedy sorts of establishments undercover, as he whisked down the youngster’s shreddies, undeterred young Scotty continued throwing said items to a howling crowd & Charlie Chalk being the lucky/unlucky recipient of a smelly sock wiped around his chops before it was placed over his manhood. There was a huge round of applause and much sniggering over photos that had been taken. As often happens when too much alcohol has been drunk an assault took place upon a white shirt that would not have looked out of place in a Daz advert. The shirt being smeared in nutty chocolate spread and the innocent victim vowed his revenge on his assailant .Whilst all this was going on the young Wasp started to notice that a lot of people had brought the same shirts as himself, it suddenly dawned on him after seeing Kev in a tight fitting article that they were indeed HIS clothes !!!!!Two senior members decided that they were going to go to bed and despite several abusive comments it wasn’t long before the party slowly started to retire for the evening!!!In the next instalment, the football, a new romance and a repeat performance or not? Stay tuned.
DAY 3
After a good nights sleep it was a rather slower rising, as many felt the effects of their endeavours from the previous evening, with the hot showers lasting a lot longer than usual & even Harrison managed three words civil words before an expletive!!Once again Agnes produced the goods so there was plenty of chat as the troops sauntered into the bar & enjoyed a leisurely brekky. The long arm of the law was on hand by the bar entrance to extract payment from those who entered for the feast, something that gave him great delight.......... a bit like issuing a speeding ticket. The young Balfe was sat quite morose apparently it was because all his clothes were a little out of shape & he was now a size XXL, after the previous nights entertainment. He then explained that this usually happens while he's at home, after the Queen Bee, Mummy Balfe has washed them,........so in the space of 24 hours we had found out that mummy Balfe can’t cook, wash or iron......... a statement made worse by the fact that Daddy Solar Panel confirmed the tale !!!! After the first night in which Maz proclaimed he had had the best nights sleep ever in Germany and at long last, found a roommate to be proud of, there were murmurings of a lovers tiff......... last night the Hobbit had been snoring, a fact he vigorously denied despite the damning evidence on the phone !!!!! Was Maz just a little bitter as his tour financing master plan to clean up at poker, had proved to be miserable failure.......... the lads letting him get close ...........but there was no cigar!!! With the weather not being great, a poker school was set up by the usual suspects, while the more energetic among the group, took it upon themselves to find a bar to sample some German hospitality. Pat got directions off Lee and obviously they must have been in German, as the Inspector soon lost all sense of direction as there was no sun to get his bearings, luckily several of this brave expeditionary force recognised some buildings and we arrived at a bar, not the one Lee had suggested, but another one, alas it was closed but luckily next door was the schnitzel restaurant we had visited two years ago !!!! This gave Harrison the chance to show his linguistic skills from his much vaunted night school classes but as usual the bald one headed to the loo......... perhaps a blessing in disguise, considering his limited use of English!! Dave seized the opportunity after he had missed out at Lidls, and showed he had lost none of his ordering skills by promptly taking everyone’s order then pointing at the pictures behind the counter!! So the entourage sat down to await their feast Harrison unfortunately reappeared. It was half way through the meal when the Screws mobile phone rang, with a distressed Maz asking how long we were going to be as the bedrooms/changing room had to be cleared and the football was nearing kick off ! Poor Maz’s stress levels shot through the roof as he tried to mediate between the diners and the poker school but as he had plenty of time on his hands as the cards had once again been unkind, he opted to start the clearing of the rooms.After a fine brunch & beer, the diners uprooted and started on the way back to Grun Weiss, taking a quicker, more scenic route, passing by the pub that Lee had suggested we visit, only to discover that it was now a charity shop! As we neared Grun Weiss, Harrison’s German company was spotted ...........................
On arrival the squad was named, basically anyone who wanted to play did, with Doctor Shipman, the Screw and the Fuzz all declaring themselves injured. Scott managed to wake up in time and made kick off with moments to spare. Once again there was a hundred per cent record as every game was lost with the good news that this time if you were bottom you were out!!
So it was time to hand out the T-shirts to be worn for the evening and to head up to the bar. This time it was upstairs and as the beer started to flow the DJ set the tone for the evening rapidly clearing the elder locals, playing quite frankly..............a load of CRAP, it was only when “You’ll never walk alone' came on that the evening started to really swing with those well known Scouse fans Andy and Trev??? leading the singing, and swaying their arms
During the later part of the evening we were fortunate to witness a miracle, as the earlier crippled cop suddenly broke out "dancing" giving a resounding impression of David Brent in the Office !! fortunately the Screw was on hand to quickly administer a spectacular 20 euro fine for feigning injury & letting his team mates down earlier in the day………… that beats handing out speeding fines!!! I'm a paragraph. Click here to add your own text and edit me. It's easy.
As the night progressed Desperate Dan moved in on Sally’s friend hoping that the young Wasp would entertain Sally ..........the flaw in his plan! Towards the end of the evening the potential love birds disappeared, Simon taking his bottle of lemonade and dashing downstairs for crisps & nibbles.............what a party!!Meanwhile upstairs the music was booming out and the DJ had clearly had reports of the previous evening, as Robbie came on much to the delight of young Scott …………..but to the horror of Bilbo and Burberry Bob, who rapidly nipped the enthusiastic youngsters intended shenanigans in the bud, by dragging him down from the table, before despatching him off to bed, much to the disappointment of the assembled masses. Booooooo !!!!!! The agitated crowd, were duly upset at the intervention, & so the Riot squad duo of Coates & Wray were sent in to restrain the boisterous Hobbit, this once again proved a disastrous ploy, as they struggled to contain the little fella, who fought back with grit & determination, as he squeezed the coppers plums & wriggled free !!!! Next time…...............can Maz and Trev recover domestic bliss? Do we discover what happened on the youngster’s night of romance? The Chinese feast........... and everyone’s worst nightmare comes to fruition during Chase the Ace !!!
DAY 4
This being the Sabbath, the day started very sedately Harrison who had retired to bed early made it to the shower before a curse, perhaps his new “teddy” which resembled a rabbit had had its calming effect.
At the morning breakfast it was realised that Pat had obviously been on the police committee for setting the cost of our council tax as we had overpaid enough for a freebie brekky for today, tomorrow and a pack up on the journey home so the excess was redirected to the beer fund……. not to the overpaid coppers !! Tough luck copper get back on the streets!!
Simon was once again overjoyed at not having burnt Coco Pops which he apparently endures at home, and he was wearing a smug satisfied grin all morning, before Lee appeared on the scene…..what had gone on the night before??
As a few Germans arrived, they set up a goal & put a target in the middle, at a euro a go you had to hit it with best of 5 shots.........the winner getting 200 litres of beer, unfortunately none of the Brits could beat their German counterparts......what's new when it comes to taking penalties !! but to our surprise we were invited into the club house for a free bar, courtesy of Hans the eventual winner!!
Trev realising Smithy’s crafty ploy of avoiding playing anymore team games summoned his troops and called for the sport his rotund little figure is best suited for, DARTS this was greeted with something similar to enthusiasm and after much haggling over what figure to start on, the 3 leg finale to the sporting festivities began such was the standard that after an hour of the first leg, Burberry Bob’s double one was greeted by cheers from both sides and it was agreed to call it a victory for Trev’s troops, thus giving the first overseas draw in these sporting events.
This gave the poker school boys chance to set up another school and Maz the last chance to prove his master plan had been a good idea. Several of the lads took the opportunity to start packing for the journey home so giving them more time for drinking at night, for some reason, Maz himself was also soon packing!!!
The rest of the day was spent very idly snoozing, a few drinks and if you were Dan proclaiming undying love!!
Before we knew it the time for the main eating event had arrived and a convoy of taxis headed to the Chinese. On arrival we waited downstairs only to be told that it was under new ownership and we had to kill half an hour before they could fit us in.
Some headed to the pool hall, which had now turned into a pole dancing bar, while others took the chance to get a coffee in McDonalds.
Half an hour rapidly passed and there was a charge to take our seats, fortunately Lee had explained what we wanted and had negotiated a superb deal. Matty took this as a challenge and set about ordering the drinks for his table and all credit to him, the beers, although small, arrived much to the delight of the peasants in the cheap seats. This delight soon turned to horror as the top tables beer was delivered in considerably bigger glasses this was further compounded by the fact that when the young Villain tried to order again, this time for big glasses he managed only to get small ones again !! This was nearly as bad as only having boiled rice instead of special fried rice!! You really have to know where to sit at these feasts, and a feast it was as any fears about the change of ownership were dispensed with probably the finest meal we had ever had at said Chinese.
Back to Grun Weiss we headed to the club house just in time to prevent it being locked up, and Lee took up his position behind the bar. With a pocket of surplus cash from fines, Dave attempted to get beers in but struggled as members of the party continued to buy rounds for the entourage.
The old favourite, chase the ace started with Chairman Dave Allsop’s face getting glummer and glummer as he kept getting knocked out, but that was nothing to the despair of the rest of the party as a game came down to the final two, the Screw and Sheva Harrison, the Screw once again showed his generous side in dealing for the idle bald one, and was left wishing that on day one, he had left the now gloating bald one at home in his pit, losing was bad enough but the fact that we were then subjected to a saggy belly celebration ….. the only decent thing was that doing so he covered his face !! poor Dave was then subjected to chants of “Bramble Bramble”
This set Dave on a mission, that he would not retire until he had won a hand but his plight was made worse when two hands later the bald one repeated his jammy luck and won again and the same victory routine!!
The night was getting late and Lee pointed out that we had an early start and he was closing the bar, or was there another motive? (To get the Wasp away from Sally) It was decided to have one last hand with double the stakes, Dave rubbed his hands at the chance to get that one big win, Dan dropped his new love to take part and even Martyn stopped his revolting botty burps for a short while….. until he was out .
Fate then played its cruellest trick, as contenders fell by the wayside until there was only one………. Harrison!!!
If the celebrations were bad enough last time, this was the stuff of nightmares as he added a lap of honour around the bar to his grubby routine, then to really rub salt into Dave’s wounds there was a 'loadsa money' style waving of a wad of notes into his face.
With this terrible end to the evening, a downcast weary bunch headed to bed with the Chairman snuggled in his & being subjected to a ‘Trev versus Simon at poker’ style rendition of what a successful night the Grinch had had.
Throughout the night we were woken several times, not by snoring………….. but by the screams of “No not again” from Dave’s nightmares!!!
The final instalment tears on departure, the long journey home and has Maz saved it for the last day?
The deal
The joy & The pain.......
The ecstasy..............
The Truffle Shuffle
Gutted........
Says it all really...........
Misery...........
Knowing that a long journey back to jolly Blighty lay ahead and hopeful that the chase the ace last night had all been a bad dream, the party rose early, Dave was taken off suicide watch but not allowed to shave as an added precaution (the Screw’s suicide training coming in very useful)!!
The bald one was full of himself, gorging on ham rolls and ensuring he had plenty of coffee to stay awake and bore everyone with his success story from the previous night (this back fired as a sedative was added to his drink and we at least got through Holland before he awoke)
Ian arrived and the coach was loaded up Matty took it upon himself to thank Agnes for her breakfast treats although Lee is sure he was asking for a date!!
Desperate Dan was in a fond embrace with Sally’s friend and was unfortunate to have something in his eye as he kissed and broke away for the tenth time, the big girl!!! Waspy had buzzed off on to the bus and resorted to blowing kisses to Sally…… when Lee wasn’t watching!!!
So off we set Burberry Bob obviously was in a rush to get back as he kept giving wind assistance to the coach, he really needed to get an exhaust pipe fitted to his arse that would have taken the fumes out of the bus!!
The DVDs that had been brought were put on the on-board entertainment system and time flew as we sped through Germany and Holland. Funny how that part of the journey is always at least an hour quicker for the homeward journey!!!
On arriving at the Hook, & with time to kill, it was off into town, and after approximately five minutes we realised it had not changed in the last two years so we headed for a bar and sampled some Dutch beer.
With departure time approaching we left, Burberry Bob like a skunk leaving an unpleasant aroma and headed for the fish and chip cabin next to the port here we feasted on some superb fish and chips, all except Harrison who had Frickadela apparently because it reminded him of Germany, did he mean his “rabbit”???
It was now time to board the ferry & Big Kev and Desperate Dan obviously looking like twins, as they swapped passports to go through passport control!!
Much to Dave’s dismay and best efforts, Harrison again got through, still swaggering with a smug grin on his ugly chops.
So as the tired tourists gathered in the bar Harrison’s ugliness attracted a bizarre sight of a monkey living up to his name of “Curious George”. Bewildered by the object in front of him, Harrison astounded poor George with his limited use of the English Dictionary and once again displayed his cruelty to animals theme that he had kept all weekend, so upset was George that he had to disembark and all the children were deprived of quality entertainment and had to put up with some suspicious looking fez wearing weirdo!!
Next for Harrison it was off to the shop on board, here he delighted in sampling as many of the perfumes as he could before proudly stating “F**k her I’ll save these Euros for when we go and see our Dave then she can use her own money and get a perfume she likes!!” What a tightwad!! Hope she doesn’t read this
It was then decided by the braver souls, i.e. non poker players, to explore the ship and this led us to the outside deck and as we watched Holland disappear the Screw decided he was going to upgrade and get a cabin to get his head down, bearing this in mind why did he get one with a sea view!!!!
Pete realising that he was only midway through his European week also deemed it a good idea and being far more frugal opted for the cheap inside cabin.
Desperate Dan was clearly missing his new found love and after the flaw in his last plan of taking the Wasp with him, he went up market & took young Malia -Allsop to try and impress some female students, and to be fair young Scott appeared to be doing quite well, until the young filly answered her phone and found a picture of a naked young man remarkably similar to the one sat next to her!! It appears the Dutch aren’t as liberal as we thought, judging by the way she stomped off and the funny looks Scott kept getting for the remainder of the cruise!!...... Amazing thing this Bluetooth isn’t it Dan!!
Midway through the journey the idle Screw rose and headed back to the bar where Scott was having great success on the roulette and blackjack tables unlike Maz at poker who had again drawn a blank!!
Several then decided to break out the question of sport cards that Dave had brought and after splitting into two sides we were amazed at Matty Mand’s sporting knowledge although even he was stumped by chairman Dave’s “ Which year in the eighties” question informing us “that it’s a decade so you’ve got nine years to choose from”!!!
Before we knew it the coast of jolly England appeared and we headed onto the coach and then off it to go through passport control.
Lee left us and Matty was given the task of translator for the remainder of the trip home!!
Once again we had failed to leave Harrison abroad the only good bit of that being the Screw got a lift home from the long suffering Mrs H!!
So it’s now time to go to the pub and reminisce of the adventure for those who didn’t / weren’t allowed to go you can feel as though you went by purchasing the soon to be released DVD of the weekend keep reading the website for release dates with the premiere to be held at Dave’s to coincide with the official opening of Helen’s new kitchen………… tourists be there as you helped pay for it!!!!!!!!!
Hopefully now the Mole will get his butt into gear and give some more weekly jottings to keep the regular readers something new. Until next time Auf Wiedersehen.
