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.
Tuesday, 30 November 2010
Back to Bavaria
Friday, 26 November 2010
Good ol' Blighty
There are two reasons why I won't post another blog until back in Bovinia - one, I am going to make the most of my time here and two, I cannot make head nor tail of my mother's computer keyboard, and even typing these few lines has taken me 20 minutes.
So until next Tuesday, goodbye....
Wednesday, 24 November 2010
Miss Hannigan
Tuesday, 23 November 2010
Gingerbread Toilet Paper
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Metal acorns
Friday, 19 November 2010
Beautiful yet predictable
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Charmlessness and Post-Nasal Drips
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
Persimmons and Prince William
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Rain, rain...
Monday, 15 November 2010
Mountains and nutella
Friday, 12 November 2010
The hands of time...
Thursday, 11 November 2010
RIP Geese
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
Jays - (Warning, Nature-Lover Post!)
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
The Customer is (not) King
Monday, 8 November 2010
Toenail clippings and mosquitoes
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Stretched-out donuts
Friday, 5 November 2010
The Breadline
Thursday, 4 November 2010
Too prude to go nude
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Laundry day at the NNs
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Have you heard of Franz Marc?
Monday, 1 November 2010
What does this list say about me??
Things I love about living in Belgium:
- All the slimming, antibloating, herbal, dietary remedies and teas
- No one seems to care much about whether you stick to the rules
- People kiss each other a lot
- The food is great
- I live on a hill and can see for miles around
- I had very few expectations and am therefore pleasantly surprised (unusual for me)
- I am nearer to England
- SHAPE international life suits me to a T
- Learning French again
- Free gym
- More money
- I see more of my husband, or should I say I see him more often
- The children are at school until 3.30 pm – unheard of in Germany (at least where we've ever lived)
What a wonderful, idyllic life I was leading! But I am wondering what the list says about me - am I even shallower than I thought???
NB: this is a rhetorical question.