Nobody's going to buy a Championship club.
I adore marzipan. One of the best things about going to Bruges on holiday was to find shops selling just marzipan and in all different flavours. Would be a desert island choice for me
Only thing worth buying from the German market are the bars of marzipan. Especially if you go last day when it's not a stupid price as they want to clear stock.
For all the things the Germans got right, they got it terribly, terribly wrong with marzipan. The Devil's smegma.
Yep, when looking at the things where you can say that the Germans were misguided Marzipan is always the first thing that springs to mind.
underarm hair on women, political persuasion in the 1940's and marzipan in that order.
I find it borderline hilarious that German link to towels on sun beds whenever you go on holiday. I got into quite an in depth discussion on that stereotype and it makes less and less sense the more you think about it.
For all the things the Germans got right, they got it terribly, terribly wrong with marzipan. The Devil's smegma.
Yep, when looking at the things where you can say that the Germans were misguided Marzipan is always the first thing that springs to mind.
underarm hair on women, political persuasion in the 1940's and marzipan in that order.
I find it borderline hilarious that German link to towels on sun beds whenever you go on holiday. I got into quite an in depth discussion on that stereotype and it makes less and less sense the more you think about it.
We were in Fuerteventura. We got sun beds the first day but not the second. I went out very early on the third day and got there just in time. On the fourth day, I got up at 4am, went out through the patio doors and onto the deserted poolside. A shadowy figure appeared to my right. I put our towels down and was greeted with 'Gut Morgen' from a lady aged about 70. They not only reserved sun beds in their favourite spot, but also had a second set elsewhere for when the angle of the Sun changed.
We avoid the sunbed thing by only ever going on holiday to places where we are the only people with access to the pool.
A rare perk of not having children, thus rendering it financially more feasible.
Although, if i am being entirely honest, it is mostly a perk of having parents who lived in Spain in a private villa with pool for almost ten years.
The secret is to stitch up the Germans who get up at stupid o' clock by hiding a lot of sunbeds and getting them out when the disappointed Germans have buggered off to the beach and all the Brits and Dutch (lovely people) are turning up at the pool. You can hide them in the squash courts built under the swimming pool and in the children's play area which is behind locked gates. You can also hide them in the basketball court which is also behind locked gates. The extra bonus being that some of the single girls are very grateful for the sunbed. But like Paulie I have to admit it isn't that simple. It helped that I was the hotel entertainments manager.
We avoided the wedding cake, icing and Marzipan thing by having tiers of cheese instead.
Yarg, Cheddar, Stilton, Brie, Wensleydale and something else I can't remember. Went down a treat.
Sounds delicious. I love a good cheese board.
Micky Arison being mentioned as a possible buyer on twitter now.
Sounds delicious. I love a good cheese board.
It was fab. The other was a smoked one.
So many people dislike cake. (though plenty of folk do like it with cheese!)
Too skinny. Lovely a couplevof years back but has appeared to forget to eat.
Just seen her on some Graham Norton show. You're right, she needs a few good meals.
We avoided the wedding cake, icing and Marzipan thing by having tiers of cheese instead.
Yarg, Cheddar, Stilton, Brie, Wensleydale and something else I can't remember. Went down a treat.
Some friends of mine did that for their wedding cake. Superb idea.
Most of what was left was put in my car boot after the event.
Micky Arison being mentioned as a possible buyer on twitter now.
He sounds like a character from Only Fools and Horses