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- Happy New Year!
- Hola
- Slim
- Purple
- No locking
- Trash
- Do's and don't's
- Another one
- A special restaurant
- Stop curling!
- Dead duck
- Lotsa food
- The Rectal band
- Secret Santa
- Swiss cookies
- Merry Christmas all!
- Trusting fool
- Christmas cards
- My Pfister pfucks up bed
- Peaceful
- A comedian next-door
- 80's cucumber
- Catch-up and vino
- Rollin' rollin' rollin'
- Safety above all
- White white everywhere
- My house wine
- Red
- One Swiss!
- Food food everywhere!
- Sense of direction
- Brunch
- The cutest
- The cat ate the food
- Body failure
- Blutwurst season!
- 24 hours and no difference
- Pear with cinnamon
- Bed!
- Breakfast?
- Bad things
- Ze Germany is calling
- Raclette!
- Neighbours
- Christmas lights
- Poem
- Concert
- Christmas has begun
- View this evening
- View this morning
- Just a normal Friday
- Christmas prep
- Glühwein making
- Pfister pfucks up
- There is the bed!
- Where is the bed?
- I'm alive!
- Tumors?
- From gullible to blasé
- Sticks
- Glühwein trip
- Bed closing in
- Repair a computer with a toothpick
- Bad news
- Top gear
- Ex op
- Apple and cinnamon
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- Living in Zürich...hence the name of the blog :) Click on link Whass up? to see old blog.
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3 comments:
Mmmm, raclette, whats not to love? I'm half hoping that the weather is going to be bad at Christmas so we can justify having raclette on Christmas Eve
Can you buy raclette down under?
You can, we even have Swiss cheese makers who make it here, you just have to pay a lot for it, which is why we always bring a suitcase full back with us.
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