I'll just have to hope he doesn't understand English.
I'm a Brit in Bavaria, land of the pretzel and Weissbier. When I started writing this blog in 2010, I was no more than a reluctant housewife. Things have moved on a bit since then, but I still hate cleaning.
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
How to endear yourself to your new postman
You can't miss our postman. Not only does he sport a fetching yellow and blue outfit, but he has a beard down to his navel. We call him the Hairy Postman. He seems quite sweet really, speaks 'Bayerisch', which means I don't understand more than 50% of his words. Anyway, you want to be on the right side of your postman. After all, they have more insight than most into your private goings-on, e.g. your online shopping habit. So when he rang at the door the other day, Hedda happened to be walking past. Instead of opening it, she yelled, "Mummy, the hairy postman's here!"
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