Another lot of Alps nonsense
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Really is beautiful here.
Past a sign for live music, went down a hundred steps and am now in a bar where everybody is even older than me! Think I can pull here.
Went back to the hotel to charge the phone earlier, came out to get some bits out of the car and a lovely woman said "Oh, is this your car?"
"Yes"
"Do you want to go to the bar" (next to the hotel).
No f
king about there.
I said "No, I'm going into town" and left.
.
I don't know why I didn't say. "No, but would you like to come into town?"
Have no idea how to behave.
Past a sign for live music, went down a hundred steps and am now in a bar where everybody is even older than me! Think I can pull here.
Went back to the hotel to charge the phone earlier, came out to get some bits out of the car and a lovely woman said "Oh, is this your car?"
"Yes"
"Do you want to go to the bar" (next to the hotel).
No f
king about there.I said "No, I'm going into town" and left.
.I don't know why I didn't say. "No, but would you like to come into town?"
Have no idea how to behave.
I'm not welcome here! Squeezed my way into the bar but everybody is looking down their German history at me. A lady came on my left to push through so I had to say to the lady on my right "Excuse me, sorry" she barked some fking order at me and her mate shook her head and pushed me out of the way!
Back on the bouncers chair but fk this place. This is not very international!
king order at me and her mate shook her head and pushed me out of the way!Back on the bouncers chair but f
k this place. This is not very international! 
Okay, Irish bar was defo having me over but it's open till 4 so I'm not writing it off.
Checked online but there are no proper casinos in Munich.
However, there are strip clubs!
So I think tomorrow is Friday. Is tomorrow Friday?
Got back to the hotel. Fob is working again!
What to do? I'll try it in the morning.
Came into the lobby and there's a jazz duo playing, piano and sax, really cool.
Got my beer from the Irish bar still and some toiletries.
Jesus, duo has just started again with Dave Brubeck!
Anyway. If its Friday tomorrow I'll find a strip club.
Checked online but there are no proper casinos in Munich.
However, there are strip clubs!
So I think tomorrow is Friday. Is tomorrow Friday?
Got back to the hotel. Fob is working again!
What to do? I'll try it in the morning.
Came into the lobby and there's a jazz duo playing, piano and sax, really cool.
Got my beer from the Irish bar still and some toiletries.
Jesus, duo has just started again with Dave Brubeck!
Anyway. If its Friday tomorrow I'll find a strip club.
Sorry guys, I've had to bail.
Mum's tests came back inconclusive. She went into hospital for some deeper tests and assessment but they've found an infection, although they're not sure where yet. They are keeping her in for the time being.
It's one thing to be gallivanting about while she's on the sofa watching tennis but now she's going into hospital I have to get back.
Sister said she's comfortable and they are happy with her but I can't stay out here while she's dealing with that.
Will be at least another stop so I'll post anything interesting but might not be doing much.
Will update when I've crossed to the UK.
Thank you for all the wonderful posts and the piss taking!
X
Mum's tests came back inconclusive. She went into hospital for some deeper tests and assessment but they've found an infection, although they're not sure where yet. They are keeping her in for the time being.
It's one thing to be gallivanting about while she's on the sofa watching tennis but now she's going into hospital I have to get back.
Sister said she's comfortable and they are happy with her but I can't stay out here while she's dealing with that.
Will be at least another stop so I'll post anything interesting but might not be doing much.
Will update when I've crossed to the UK.
Thank you for all the wonderful posts and the piss taking!
X
993kimbo said:
br d said:
Went back to the hotel to charge the phone earlier, came out to get some bits out of the car and a lovely woman said "Oh, is this your car?"
"Yes"
"Do you want to go to the bar" (next to the hotel).
Hooker."Yes"
"Do you want to go to the bar" (next to the hotel).
But this!
Yes!
Hooker!
What's f
king wrong with me! Posh hotel, trashy looking bird asking an ugly bloke out for a drink!
Christ I'm losing it.
Worst thing is I've been paying everything on the card and still have a pile of cash I brought out.
I could have had the time of my life, we were right there at the hotel!
Must do better.
And to think I would have gone to some death trap underground strip bar and paid 5 times as much to watch bored crack heads wiggle their Chlamydic arses at me.
It might be time to hang up the keys.
Thanks for all the good wishes. Just spoke to sis again, said mum is fine, just tired from the testing and faffing.
She's in the best place, she's been under the weather for a while and now they are checking everything.
Hopefully this infection will be an antibiotics job and she can get back home.
She's in the best place, she's been under the weather for a while and now they are checking everything.
Hopefully this infection will be an antibiotics job and she can get back home.
Hi. Apologies for the self indulgence but I wanted to catch up after so many people expressed their condolences.
Mum's funeral was on Friday, it was a beautiful day and the service was both very moving and uplifting. She is buried next to Sharon, who she loved, with a tree planted between them. I have purchased eight plots so there will always be lots of green around them, I don't want them crowded in.
When I got back into the country she was in Basildon hospital having tests, still feeling very tired but otherwise no other symptoms. They were convinced at this point that she had an infection somewhere but were unable to track it down, they had started her on a course of general anti-biotics while they did deeper tests.
She was comfortable and we were sure they'd have her back on her feet.
A few days later however we were called in to speak to a consultant who said that following some scans they had discovered cancer, a great deal of it, lungs, liver, back, throat etc.
They were amazed that she hadn't shown other signs. We had to break it to her that morning and she took the news with immense bravery and courage. She was struggling to talk at this point but she pulled me close to say that she'd had a good life.
I desperately wanted to get her home but they said it couldn't be done, it was a matter of days and while there was nothing the could do for her it would be too much to move her.
Mercifully she felt little pain and a couple of days later slipped into a deep sleep. We were called in early one morning as it seemed 'imminent, any time now'.
But she was made of strong stuff.
They gave us a very quiet side room and me and my sister sat with her for 26 hours while she slept on, eventually passing very peacefully.
We were aware of it as it happened and were able to hold her and tell her we loved her as she went. This was hugely important for me as due to Covid I couldn't be with Sharon at the end, she died alone and I can never reconcile that after so long together.
Mum was a War child who grew up on the Isle of Dogs. She lived in Brassey House off Cahir Street near the Docks and a few years ago I took her back there to visit.
We went up to the top floor where their flat had been, tiny, no heating and a washroom and toilet shared with 5 other families.
The Docks were close and had been a target of the Luftwaffe during the Blitz. She was one of 9 children and she said that in the confusion during a raid she would often grab her baby sister, run down to the shelters and sit holding her tight, listening to the bombs pounding the ground above.
She was six years old.
She'd never told me this before and it gave me a greater understanding of the incredible courage and stoicism children growing up in that era had.
So I've lost both the loves of my life now and like many others I just have to make the best of it.
Thank you once more for all of the interest shown to my ludicrous journeys and everybody's kind thoughts.
I hope to go again next year and will try to do something worth documenting, and however pointless and frivolous it is I hope it brings a smile along the way, god knows we need it.
Love you Mum.
Mum's funeral was on Friday, it was a beautiful day and the service was both very moving and uplifting. She is buried next to Sharon, who she loved, with a tree planted between them. I have purchased eight plots so there will always be lots of green around them, I don't want them crowded in.
When I got back into the country she was in Basildon hospital having tests, still feeling very tired but otherwise no other symptoms. They were convinced at this point that she had an infection somewhere but were unable to track it down, they had started her on a course of general anti-biotics while they did deeper tests.
She was comfortable and we were sure they'd have her back on her feet.
A few days later however we were called in to speak to a consultant who said that following some scans they had discovered cancer, a great deal of it, lungs, liver, back, throat etc.
They were amazed that she hadn't shown other signs. We had to break it to her that morning and she took the news with immense bravery and courage. She was struggling to talk at this point but she pulled me close to say that she'd had a good life.
I desperately wanted to get her home but they said it couldn't be done, it was a matter of days and while there was nothing the could do for her it would be too much to move her.
Mercifully she felt little pain and a couple of days later slipped into a deep sleep. We were called in early one morning as it seemed 'imminent, any time now'.
But she was made of strong stuff.
They gave us a very quiet side room and me and my sister sat with her for 26 hours while she slept on, eventually passing very peacefully.
We were aware of it as it happened and were able to hold her and tell her we loved her as she went. This was hugely important for me as due to Covid I couldn't be with Sharon at the end, she died alone and I can never reconcile that after so long together.
Mum was a War child who grew up on the Isle of Dogs. She lived in Brassey House off Cahir Street near the Docks and a few years ago I took her back there to visit.
We went up to the top floor where their flat had been, tiny, no heating and a washroom and toilet shared with 5 other families.
The Docks were close and had been a target of the Luftwaffe during the Blitz. She was one of 9 children and she said that in the confusion during a raid she would often grab her baby sister, run down to the shelters and sit holding her tight, listening to the bombs pounding the ground above.
She was six years old.
She'd never told me this before and it gave me a greater understanding of the incredible courage and stoicism children growing up in that era had.
So I've lost both the loves of my life now and like many others I just have to make the best of it.
Thank you once more for all of the interest shown to my ludicrous journeys and everybody's kind thoughts.
I hope to go again next year and will try to do something worth documenting, and however pointless and frivolous it is I hope it brings a smile along the way, god knows we need it.
Love you Mum.
Good grief people. I've just had a good cry reading through these responses.
Heartfelt thanks to everyone who has taken the time to reply and to share their stories. I wish you all well and hope life brings you all you deserve.
Your thoughts and words really do help, I've had an awful 18 months and sometimes the darkness closes in but the feelings expressed in these threads genuinely shines in light.
The goodness in people (indeed, in total strangers) never ceases to amaze me. I don't post here much these days but fk PistonHeads is a good place.
I am constantly surprised that my meandering journeys and ridiculous takes engage with so many here. Buying and running supercars these days can be a bit of a trial and I often wonder why I bother but just the responses I get to these trips makes it worthwhile.
I talk a lot of nonsense, mess up just about everything I attempt and usually miss the point of things entirely and yet I get only positivity from the poor bds who I drag along with me!
Thank you again. I am always pleased that it brings some pleasure to the readers and my own grief and loss has been greatly tempered by the love shown here.
I need to shut up now.
Thanks, to everyone.
Heartfelt thanks to everyone who has taken the time to reply and to share their stories. I wish you all well and hope life brings you all you deserve.
Your thoughts and words really do help, I've had an awful 18 months and sometimes the darkness closes in but the feelings expressed in these threads genuinely shines in light.
The goodness in people (indeed, in total strangers) never ceases to amaze me. I don't post here much these days but f
k PistonHeads is a good place.I am constantly surprised that my meandering journeys and ridiculous takes engage with so many here. Buying and running supercars these days can be a bit of a trial and I often wonder why I bother but just the responses I get to these trips makes it worthwhile.
I talk a lot of nonsense, mess up just about everything I attempt and usually miss the point of things entirely and yet I get only positivity from the poor b
ds who I drag along with me! Thank you again. I am always pleased that it brings some pleasure to the readers and my own grief and loss has been greatly tempered by the love shown here.
I need to shut up now.
Thanks, to everyone.
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