we are now at a pilgrimage
trip in Ireland.
Our landlady and landlord are very fine persons, with especially good
cooking talents. We always will remember the "squash", which
is some kind of pumpkin ( the things you cut faces in it, when it is helloween
). The beds are fine, and there is warm water and enough to eat ! So we
say thanks a lot ! You will always be welcome in our country !!
We had been in Dublin ( Balie
ath cliath, which means something like town with stony walls around ),
visiting the market places, wondering about the foreign products ( ALDI
and LIDL ) which may have been come from the legendary cathay far overseas.
Although we are now in Limerick, we find it difficult to talk in such
Limericks ( rhymes ). Lady Kerstin gets sometimes a little bit angry,
because the female peasants use to spit in corners and a lot of males
are so ugly and stupid and like to be drunk all around the clock.
Our pilgrimage has taken us at the very first day to hell and paradise-
which means, that we were somewhere in the middle of no-where, at the
temple of the holy grale or in the heart of the religious beliefs of middle-earth-miniatures
collectors: PRINCE AUGUST|MITHRIL. There we had a meeting with the big
boss and his adjutant, talked and had a cup of tea. Now we know, that
hell and paradise are not hot places, but very cold. Some of us shivered
after the 4 hours we had been there. If money has not become a rare thing,
I ( Lord Nikolai ) would have spent the last few hours of that day there.
Maybe it would have been possible to carry away that nice little cupboard
with the lot of preciouses in it ( very very old miniatures ).
So we hope
to see much more of that little green island, green not white as it is
in our homeland. Lady Redhead has got lots of silver perls, Lord Nikolai
has got lots of silver figures. Well, that is Ireland, where you can find
silver-mines. Poor old dwarves, delving deep in search for Mithril.