Guerilla Knitting

There isn't a lot of it here but I was pleased to find some.

The hunt for a the best breakfast sausage continued today and that entailed a visit to the chattiest butcher I've ever met. She was so chatty that we ended up with not only the bratwurst but Blutwurst and some smoked Polish sausage too. It was diificult to refuse.

There was another definite sign of spring/optimism today, the cafe on the other side of the square where this was taken had about a 100 people sitting outside. Sitting outside in the sun (with no wind blowing) and having a drink was very tempting. But. I have school tonight and have to behave.

So today's song mangled into German goes like this:-

Wieder ins Blaue, nachdem das Geld weg ist
einmal im Leben, Wasser fliesst im Untergrund
Du könntest dich fragen, wie mache ich das?
Du könntest dich fragen, wo ist das große Automobil?
Du könntest dir sagen, das ist nicht mein schönes Haus
Du könntest dir sagen, das ist nicht meine schöne Frau