Arnon, you seem to be a Master Smuggler. All the best for your mother!

I see job opportunities. I should start a secret delivery service in nearby hospitals, for all guilty indulgences. Wish your mother a good recovery!

Icecream, potato salad. She's quite a congenial woman, your mother.

Juliane

Congenial?
Because she happens to like ice cream and potato salad?

Arnon

The traps of the English language. I wanted to say that we share cravings so it would be easy for me to like her. Sie erscheint mir sympathisch.

At least you can satisfy some of your mother’s desires – she has a lust for life!
Well done!
(OK; it can be a burden but imagine she wants nothing from you, she does not want to speak to you, neither does she want to see you …)

Worse than a nurse,is a nurse who is also a nun .

Anyway, this afternoon I woke on an operation table at a quarter past two with a neatly felt hangover caused by the liquor my mother and I agreed on to tough not (Jonge Klare, Jack Daniels and so ), now she hide it away from me. We are guests here, something I have a hard time to remember. Now I am outside writing in the rain.

A week ago I inspected the bookshelves and decided to finally check Tolkien out, which, given the natural surroundings seemed most appropriate. Dwarfs, goblets, elves: this is a Hobbit stee.

Apart from our quality newspaper nothing here reminds me of civilisation as urbanites like us know it.

There is an ant in my coffee.

Here's a scoop: for the first time I ate salmon without having to cry: like a good Maine Coon cat.

Our hosts are a virulent couple in mid forties who handed their keys in return for taking care of mentioned indoors cats. She is an alternative naturopath and he a handy handyman and apparently a great Terminator 2 Judgement day fan too; sorry.

I don't get it: what am I doing here and what am I supposed to. Why not in The Hague saving his country from misery for instance?

Probably a stowaway on my own merits.

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David

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Scarce

I suppose nothing would make one want to eat potato salad more than the realization that one might soon be bound for a place where potato salad is probably a scarce commodity.

Carlos

Arnon's mother will reach the outer limits of the long tail.

potato ice cream!!