Mr Goose has been taken off the pond for his own good. He needs to stop exercising all that protective fat off his muscles – winter is cold. He’ll be plucked, disembowelled and cleaned. I’ll hopefully go collect him the weekend before Christmas – staying in a B&B for one night in the Moravian (that’s the eastern part of Czech Republic – it’s alphabetical – Bohemia is to the west and contains Prague) wilderness.
Flights have been booked by the Edinburgh crew, and they’re sorting out their accommodation now. As long as there’s an oven (in which to roast Mr Goose), I’ll be happy. We’re already planning a Christmas rendition of “chairs on ice”, which will have to be video’d to be believed. Watch this space.
Intunition did their thang on Sunday night at Tulip café. It was surprisingly well received (by those we’d cajoled and beaten to get there). This was our ‘practice’ run (in front of an audience for the first time in ages) warming us up for the Jazz Café performance on November 5th (remember remember). Am going to try to find sparklers (preskavka) for the girls (and audience).
CP has visited and departed. We had a(n evil) giraffe at our table at Pivovarsky Dum where we ate “traditional Czech food”. Somehow, frozen and subsequently deepfried croquettes are proclaimed “traditional”. But yes, the food was delicious, and helped the pivo go down (sort of the adult version of “A spoonful of sugar…”). AND we managed to pirt (flirting, using beer) with two young czech lads. So young, we could have been their mothers…but hey! Beggars etc…
But, her visit did allow me to discover a PERFECT Prague visitors route. I must write it down so that next time someone arrives, I don’t have to dither while wondering which tram to take to get where. For some reason, the landing of a visitor on my doorstep renders my inner ‘tram map’ absolutely illegible – and I end up making us take a hovercraft to get down the street (by way of at least one metro, and possibly a night bus).
Which means no one else has excuse not to pop over. If you can find a weekend that suits: natch!