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http://versusio.com/en/hamburg-vs-berlin (I realise this doesn't help much.) Can recommend specifics in Hamburg if that ends up being the choice, though Parky's knowledge will be more current. For all I love the city to bits, I don't think it's a must-see by any stretch of the imagination compared with some of what Europe has to offer in terms of weekend breaks, just a canny enough place to spend a bit of time eating, drinking and making merry.

Now be honest, you didn't expect Everest to be doing that today, did you?

"It’s like that friend you’ve got who loves something you don’t understand and one day you ask about it and as soon as they start speaking you realise you could not give one iota of a fuck. Oh, and your friend is the ugliest person in the world." http://viagroar.tumblr.com/post/39601707133/so-basically-its-about-a-bunch-of-dwarfs-who-want

Used to get played all the bloody time during the original Keegan era

Is it To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar?

Dr Gloo-oom, so misunderstood

:lol:

Olé!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ke7r3SBC-z8

See, you get it.

Good night at our place with friends. I like volunteering to play hostess on NYE, beats actually having to travel anywhere. And my god, the bacon, sausage and egg butties this brunchtime were like manna from heaven.

And I've just treated myself to this, after at least five years on my Amazon wishlist: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Silver-Spoon-Cookery-Phaidon/dp/0714862452/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1356981366&sr=1-1

Chilli New Year!

http://www.guardian.co.uk/sport/blog/2012/dec/28/sport-in-review-2012

May I present...

Aww, RIP. We used to do the Jazz Cafe occasionally when we fancied a change from Rockshots and Cuba Cuba.

CT doesn't look at hands other than his own.

FYP

All the more reason to hope Villa get relegated.

Well, it's drinking/weight, obviously. Want to try and get into local volunteering too, I don't really feel like I engage with the world enough.

Now that's more like it. Daytime with his family, cracking pub lunch with more food than it would be humanly possible to consume, then the evening/night back in the same pub with friends who live in Berlin but happen to do Christmas in the same neck of the Lincolnshire woods every few years. Desperation to get away from their awful family = tasty pub session chez nous = double Juras aplenty = not even overly annoyed about the match any more.

Oh and merry Christmas everyone.

I'd forgotten how stressed my fella gets at his parents', which stresses me out in turn. *And* it's a largely dry household. Graagh. Bring on lunch with his alkie grandparents tomorrow!

Patent nonsense.

The Germans (can) do, anyway - "late" for "lacht" and so on. Don't know how widespread it is though, since English is so prevalent online.