248. Day 6: A little mouse with clogs on…

There’s an episode of Cabin Pressure – I am a bit obsessed with Cabin Pressure – where Douglas and Martin are trying to make the time pass quicker by taking turns to think of people who are not evil but have evil sounding names: Russell Crowe, Calista Flockhart, Heston Blumenthal.

To this list, we would like to add Hester Klute, the owner of our current AirBnB.  Don’t you think she sounds evil?

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247. Day 5: Another suitcase in another hall

Have spent the day in Haarlem, arriving this evening in Amsterdam.  Just too darned tired with all that globetrotting (thanks DH) to blog tonight.  So here’s a few photos from Haarlem:

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246. Day 4: The Hague

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I do realise that this is akin to saying that Italians like pasta or that German trains run on time but I can no longer resist stating the bleeding obvious. Blooming heck- the bikes!

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245  Day 3: Initial impressions

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Today’s guide is

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Hermann who weaves us through the city’s history as

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Expertly as Hans navigates the  very low bridges:

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Heads down, thumbs up.

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Also, much Art –

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Girl with a pearl, etc.

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Up we climb to our third floor apartment on a staircase designed by

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Escher.

244  Day 2: Jobs for the Boys?

Should you be looking for careers advice, Benedict is your man.  Not only is he weaving our boat under the low bridges, around the dumped bicycles and past other boats but he is also telling us about Ghent and its history.  In the course of which he has mentioned a few occupations readily available to anyone with a time machine.

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242. Day 1.  And in the morning, I’ll be making waffles…

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Well, actually eating,  not making, courtesy of the lovely Pieter and Ziggy – the first hosts of this year’s Grand Tour.  On which basis this is, so far, our favourite watering hole.

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241. Day -1: Ignition, sequence, start …

So much to do tomorrow…  really must sleep now… all my bags are packed, I’m ready to go; standing here outside your door… no, no, no – go to sleep… all my bags are packed, I’m ready to go… must print out the map… need to check the tension on that knitting, or I might take the wrong needles… standing here outside your door … can you buy knitting needles in Denmark?… must be able to – all those jumpers – or is that Sweden?  All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go…

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240. They go up diddley-up up; they go down diddley down down…

Pick us, Miss, pick us! Look how neatly we have lidded our marker pens! And see our flip-chart of ideas – a thing of beauty, too, in many colours, to which we all contributed collaboratively, working as a team…

Apart, that is, for the cow who teaches at – well, you know the one. Her anyway. Didn’t want to come on the course in the first place.  Thought ‘Schemas in the Under Sevens’ was going to be about curriculum plans and not fannying around with a load of bricks. The only thing that’s stopping her playing with a mobile phone is that they’ve not yet been invented.  We’d be better off teaching six year olds to name parts of speech, according to her.  What a dinosaur!

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239. Um…

“The thing is, before I retired, I used to rush around on a Sunday trying to get everything done.  But I’m finding now that I say ‘I’ll do this, that and the other tomorrow’ and do something else instead.  Then whatever it was never gets done.  Do you find that?”

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238. One of these things is not like the others…

I’d popped into Lidl’s really for some packets of herb seeds.  I’ll not say this too loudly, at risk of causing a stampede – we’re not too far from the site of the Great Ikea Riot of 2005 – but you can get a packet of parsley seeds for just 49p in Lidl’s.  I know, amazing isn’t it! And then I spotted a packet of Mixed Annuals.

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