What Makes Me Me ;)

There are probably a lot of things that make me me, but one I really love is my uncle and his attitude. It was at my aunt's wedding and my uncle, her brother, was alrerady slightly drunk, when we, the children, asked him the following conundrum: "From which glasses may one not drink?" Not really waiting for his reply we all began to scream: "The eyeglasses." He just said: "Well, let's see.", took off his glasses, poured out some wine into one of them and drank it. Point taken ;)!

Prume Vlaai

Lying in the grass underneath a plum tree in my parents' garden, looking at the sky and trying to memorise the soliloquy "Oh, that this too, too sullied flesh" from Hamlet, for if one wanted to join the English Drama Group at my school one had to prove one's ability. Shakespeare was perfect accoding to my teacher for it is easy to learn - he was very right, a true actor's playwright ;)!  Then getting up to pick a pailful of the plums. Getting back into the kitchen and baking a plum cake, in the local Ripuarian dialect "Prume Vlaai". Later on going to school, delivering the soliloquy and eating the cake with the others - never felt so whole in my life.