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Abstand bitte!

I love Germany.  Let me make that abundantly clear.  However, there is one “tradition” here that has annoyed me more and more in the years that I have come to be living in this country.  It is: eavesdropping on private phone calls. This happens almost every time I am sitting in a café, whether that […]

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Oh, the English are Best!

So sang Flanders and Swann in The Song of Patriotic Prejudice. I think Schatz agrees – at least when it comes to going on holidays abroad.  Back in September this year, Schatz and I spent a few days’ holiday in a wonderful hotel on Cyprus, nearly 40 years after I had last visited, to see […]

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Stay in Your Own Lane

The backseat driver (BSD), the Co-Trainer.  They get on my nerves.  Immensely.  Let me give you some examples of what I’m driving at, oh, backseat driver. Long live staying in your own lane!

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When You Have To Deal With the Back-Seat Driver (der Co-Trainer)

One of the key duties of church warden is dealing with the back-seat driver, who thinks he knows more than the experts, just because the back-seat driver has watched a few YouTube videos.  Here’s an email I had to send out this month to explain to the back-seat driver, umm, actually, I do know what […]

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Not Just a Covid Expert

Back in the autumn of 1976 my Dad came back from Thornton Watlass pub in the Yorkshire Dales. “Well, I never knew there were so many experts on Northern Ireland, drinking in The Buck Inn!” That’s what he exclaimed. He had just come back from a six-month tour of duty at the Maze Prison in […]

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Be the Good Samaritan

Last Monday evening I went to, and interpreted at, a prayer service at church, where we prayed together with five Ukrainian refugees, living a stone’s throw away from church.  Since then, I have had occasionally damp eyes and lump in my throat while thinking of our new church brothers and sisters in Christ.  I’ve also […]

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Pray for them

Two and a bit months ago, our chaplain proposed an evening prayer service for one Monday a month.  I told him I probably would not attend as Monday was my heaviest day and usually early bedtime day. Then Schatz’ mum fell ill, needing hospitalisation and almost daily clinic treatment. Then Ukraine “happened.”  We now have […]

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I’ve found your purse!

It was time for my Sunday afternoon stroll.  Sunday roast consumed, belly settled, I needed fresh air and a good leg-stretch.  At least that was my excuse to avoid hearing yet another of my Dad’s anecdotes about when he was in the army in Germany back in the 1960’s. “Do tell me yet again about […]

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For richer, for poorer…

My prison penpal, Charlie, The Ex-MP in the HMP, is out of prison. After spending a year in prison, he was released last Tuesday. Here’s what his mother-in-law had to say about his release and subsequent return to the marital home. Ironically, in the Daily Mail, which was his newspaper in prison. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-10002699/Why-daughter-taken-Naughty-Tory.html Here’s my […]

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Turn up the Volume!

KISS: I’ve heard of the band.  I knew that one of their members also works as a financial adviser.  I never knew what songs they had actually written – until last week, when my new colleague told about this one. Long live those painted faces!