Tag Archives: bionic leg

>Visitors 3

Posted on 6 May, 2008 by jb

> And some more. If nothing else (and believe me, there's so much more…) you can rely on the Niklas family. This is Christoph and Uschi's daughter Suzie with her 2 littlies, Lucy and Kalle, who popped in (and made … Continue reading →

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A stitch in time saves nine

Posted on 5 May, 2008 by jb

Doc Bayer was noticeably pleased with his workmanship on yesterday’s inspection tour after they pulled the suture and revealed the masterpiece to the world. “THIS is what you’ll show your mates” he said proudly. “Not your X-ray pictures” I don’t … Continue reading →

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>Pressies

Posted on 4 May, 2008 by jb

> In an attempt to flee the boredom and the constant moaning around here, Ms jb shot through to visit her girlfriend Gudrun (who's married to my ex-coworker Schnookie) the other day and came back with a Financial Times Weekend. … Continue reading →

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>Medicine Man

Posted on 4 May, 2008 by jb

> “Bloody hell” he’s said to have exclaimed after he’d opened up my leg “Look at the size of that sodding thigh bone” This is Dr Bayer, Medicine Man at the St Vincenz Hospital in Mainz and a graduate of … Continue reading →

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>Sod’s Law

Posted on 3 May, 2008 by jb

> Here's something to while away the time. Hobble along on your crutches to the lifts and press the button to go down to the ground floor. Sod's Law has it that the first lift (out of four) to come … Continue reading →

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>Pit stop

Posted on 3 May, 2008 by jb

> This is Tim, Head Honcho of Station 5b. I was on the racetrack the other day and he looms into view with his trolley loaded with instruments of torture and degradation. “Let’s have look at the plasters” he says. … Continue reading →

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>Ode on a bottle

Posted on 2 May, 2008 by jb

> To the tune of “You are my sunshine” You are my piss potMy only piss potMy bladder’s happyWhen you are nearI never knew justHow much I need youSo please don’t takeMy piss pot away They did anyway.

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>Hop tea

Posted on 2 May, 2008 by jb

> Father's Day in Germany is celebrated on Ascension Day (which this year happens to coincide with May Day) It traditionally involves copious amounts of alcohol, revelry and hoonish behaviour, starting early in the morning and continuing until everyone falls … Continue reading →

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>Rivalen der Rennbahn

Posted on 1 May, 2008 by jb

> There used to be a schonky program on German TV called "Rivals of the Racetrack" about family feuding between a bunch of horsey upper class toffs in northern Germany. This is my rival of the racetrack here (the corridor … Continue reading →

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>Mum, I don’t feel well

Posted on 1 May, 2008 by jb

> When your Mum's a nurse, you're up Shit Creek if you try to throw a sickie. "Sick? You're not sick! The folks on Ward 5b are sick. Now get up and get off to school…" This is Semra, pretty … Continue reading →

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