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The Big Wheel
And it really is rather big... An easy morning, sticking, cutting doing the scrap book.
Then lunch at Das Franco with an Italian waiter that had forgotton how to be a friendly Italian, and then on to start Heinerfest properly.
Oh the excitement, fire engine rides, princess carriages that fly in the air, big wheels thrice, swinging chaires and a mini roller coaster - all going really well until the house of fun turned into the house of horror as Onita got stuck between to spiralling punch bags, Asha screamed at the spraying underfloor stuff, and Jay fell on top of the moving walk way. Thank goodness for our very own super hero who saved us, carried us out and then spent ages calming us down.
Back to safer stuff like bratwurst and chips, beer and the Ratskeller with friends ....... and the kids strutting their stuff to "Caponers" & "Boom Gang" until late.
What a great day DA, thank you.
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Dave
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nothing much changes
Ah Heinerfest - how we miss it here! It doesn't seem to have changed much - I went 10 years in a row, and Bob and Gary were always there. (And so were the grumpy Italian waiters)