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> That’s the thing with the Bionic Leg, of course.At some stage, it’ll want to get driving again. So you do the research. You get a bandwidth like this:• When your doctor says it’s OK• When you feel confident• Not … Continue reading →

> And then there's the Wall of Thorns. The water in Bad Kreuznach is ascribed magic properties, which might be good PR by the City Fathers who are onto a nice little moneyspinner, or it might actually be true. What … Continue reading →

> ..coxless fours….?

> …..for thou art a German walker. One thing I'll never come to terms with is the phenomenon of the Invisible Walker. You''re out in the open countryside, miles from anywhere and along comes a walker. Perhaps even a group. … Continue reading →

> This is the strangest darn thing. It reminds me of those Hollywood B-movies where the aliens have invaded Earth and taken over mankind's brains, leaving them to drift around in a zombified state and gather at pre-determined locations for … Continue reading →

>Not wishing to be blasphemous or anything, but these three dudes captured in stained glass in the chapel at St Vincenz hospital reminded me so much of the one of those 60s/70s Motown backing combos. The Miracles, Smokey Robinson’s vocal … Continue reading →

>My friend John Whatley has 2 favourite sayings: ‘Aren’t we lucky people’ for use at times of sheer enjoyment. ‘ People just don’t think’ at displays of extreme thickness. Now, why on EARTH would ANYONE in their right mind call … Continue reading →

>Kreuznach has a wonderful park called the Roseninsel (Rose Island) which used to be an island before they filled in part of the river in 1900 and which gets its name from the Rose Growers’ Exhibition held there in 1905. … Continue reading →

>I imagine that life without painkillers during the first couple of weeks after they fitted the Bionic Leg would have been decidedly unpleasant. (When they halved the dosage on Day 8, it cut my time on the racetrack from 34 … Continue reading →

> Given the nature of the asylum, it's festooned with grab-handles, emergency bell-pulls and panic buttons for those 'Oooooops' moments. Something you DON'T want to do,though, is to bump this button with your head (or elbow or whatever) in the … Continue reading →