
Wearing my 1860 gear all day at the Landshuter Hochzeit (wedding of Landshut)

via Feckbook friend Greg Tally…what the hell’s a Smilodon?
Lately, I’ve been moving house, saying goodbye to the lady with whom I used to live and pretty much just trying not to freak the fuck out. Today, I’ve got no appointments for the first time in eons…getting on a train and just going. No-one knows where. You know there’ll be a blogpost about it.… Continue reading blogging takes a backseat
I’ll be writing about the humorous and ridiculous when it comes to the world’s biggest beer fest that takes place over the next 16 days