A station announcement from yesterday evening:
Regular customers may notice that trains are running on time this evening. Apologies for any confusion this may cause.
Shortly followed by:
Spoke to soon. I’ll kill that signalman.
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A station announcement from yesterday evening:
Regular customers may notice that trains are running on time this evening. Apologies for any confusion this may cause.
Shortly followed by:
Spoke to soon. I’ll kill that signalman.
Tomorrow, I shall be doing something for the first time in over five years. Is it:
Yes, it’s d. I’ll be leaving the country, my first time out of Blighty since September 2000 when I spent the fuel crisis in Amsterdam. And I spent guilder there too, so this’ll be my first time using euros.
I’m going to Berlin, the capital of Germany, which is a big country in the middle of Europe. As some of you may know, Germany was divided into two halves after the Second World War: West Germany and East Germany. In Germany, they had their own names. Because West Germany was associated with America, it was known as the FDR after erstwhile US president Franklin Delano Roosevelt. The East Germans showed their spite for the West by naming themselves the DDR after Dorothea Dolores Roosevelt, Franklin Roosevelt’s estranged and somewhat psychotic first wife.
When the country was divided, so too was the capital Berlin as neither side could agree on who should get it. Because Berlin was in the centre of the DDR, East Berlin was perfectly situated. However, West Berlin had to be decontructed, brick by brick, and moved 300 miles west, where it was rebuilt exactly as it had been before. This cost £30bn, which was a lot of money in them days. A giant underground railway connected West Berlin and East Berlin, much as it does today.
I have genned up on tourist information:
I’ve also checked up on local customs. Apparently, when it’s sunny German people like to wear sunglasses but if it’s rainy they take an umbrella and/or wear a raincoat. I just know I’m going to stand out like a sore thumb.
I’m told they do have teh internets in Europe so I’ll blog if I get the chance. Cheerio!
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