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10 October 2006 at 03:12
das country house at potsdam
Every true story contains a wee lie.
And every lie contains a grain of truth.
This is one of the houses that my aunt is planning to leave me in her will. Now do you see why I tolerate her and even visit her?
PS A big hug to anyone who's reading this on her birthday.
Hotboy said...
Adolf! Heil! Nice pad! I've got the cricket bat packed. Just tell me where she stays and hide under the bedcovers when you hear the thumps. I'll make it quick. That should help! Hotboy
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keda said...
fine, i'll come too if pos :) but i am not bloody writing her eulogy.
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Lee Ann said...
Wow, that is beautiful!
I don't blame you one bit!
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onan the bavarian said...
HB - I appreciate the gesture, especially as you don't even like cricket.
keda - wake me up when it's finished.
lee ann - you're invited to the housewarming
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Hotboy said...
Adolf! Zeig! Is that the house where they held the conference in 1945? I bet it was! I'm surprised your aunties didn't poison the lot of them! It probably helped if they had a good war. Were they on the ack ack guns? Hotboy
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