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King George Day

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Well what a complete wash out yesterday’s blog was! All four I chose in the morning as they preferred quicker ground, by the off Ascot had been hit with a storm of biblical proportions and the going had changed to good to soft! 505 more words

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Birthday Blog-o-rama Tuesday: The Big Day

Lookit! I made it a whole ‘nother year! *throws confetti and glitter, gets vacuum*

Now that’s done.

Happy Birthday to me. And my friends Alison and Dap and Charlie. 221 more words

Basically it is all about bang for your buck

“Basically it is all about bang for your buck. And from Monday night’s experience, as cheap as Stuttgarter Platz is, it does not offer any value for that little money. 194 more words

I was thinking I have not seen any sexy girls this time in Berlin but my god they all came out today

“I was thinking I have not seen any sexy girls this time in Berlin, but my god, they all came out today. Pretty, beautiful, sexy, mindblowing, they were all around me today, especially on the bus journey back from Friedrichstra├če to Zoo. 64 more words

So do I head north to Stutti or east to King George!

“So do I head north to Stutti, or east to King George! Feel no enthusiasm for either. Could walk around the corner to Mazurka, which I vowed never to set foot in again after last time, and the time before, and the time before that, but especially the last time when the black girl was really bloody rude in not taking no for an answer (she’s one of these girls who if you say no to them, they start “in that case you are not allowed to drink here. 127 more words

I don't know why the hotel bar has kept their windows closed all day today

“I don’t know why the hotel bar has kept their windows closed all day today; it was so nice in here the last two nights. For old time’s sake, and the pleasures of familiarity, I still feel I would rather go back to Stuttgarter Platz tonight, even though I know there is nothing to go for. 207 more words

Last night it was a clarinettist, tonight a trumpeter. I do not recognise the tune

“Last night it was a clarinettist, tonight a trumpeter. I do not recognise the tune; I doubt even he does. I think he might be making it up as he goes along. 264 more words