Exploring: Stout Brother’s Beer Market, Smyrna, GA

So the big brother and sister-in-law arrived the other day and one of my brothers favourite past-times is drinking beer. So, less than 24 hours after he’d landed in the country we took him here:

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Yes, to the Stout Brothers Beer Market in Smyrna. Our friends introduced us to this delight and I knew straight away that it would be a place to take the big bro!

This place is ace. Period. It’s literally a shrine to beer. Everything inside the shop is somehow beer related, obviously there’s the actual beer you can taste, and the stuff in bottles that you can buy, but on top of that there are beer candles, beer shampoo and conditioner, beer shower gel, beer ice cream, beer based snacks like jerky, pretzels, nuts, cheese and other such yummy delights, t-shirts and of course, that essential addition to any beer, a BBQ and charcoal!

So here’s the deal…you stroll in, buy a beer tasting card and choose five different beers to taste from one of the biggest selections I have ever seen! If you tell the guys serving you what type of beer is your favourite, they’ll find ones they think you’ll like. The selection is pretty overwhelming so I usually take this option – it’s just too hard to decide if not! And they’re pretty darn good and finding tasty ones too!

Now before I came to America I wasn’t very big on beer drinking, I could maybe have a pint at a time but if you give me a choice I probably would have said ‘no thanks’ and chosen something else instead. Here though there are so many different beers, fruity beers, IPAs and craft beers that there’s something to suit just about everyone’s taste! I am now a certified beer drinking convert with a Blue Moon at the top of my list!

So, when you walk into the beer market you’re met with this:

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A HUGE array of beer taps, all ready for your tasting pleasure, well 5 of them anyway! The only thing you have to do is choose which ones – tough call I know! We got our glasses and scorecards and the tasting got underway:

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As usual I had some help with my choices and went for these:

Woodchuck Summer Cider
Timmermans Blanche
Monks Mead
Monday Night Brewing Fu Man Brew
Well’s Banana Bread Beer

My favourite was the Monks Mead, but with a HUGE alcohol content it probably wasn’t wise to drink anymore of it on a Sunday afternoon! It was closely followed by the Well’s Banana Bread and the Monday Night Brewing Fu Man Brew. If I went into a bar where these were being served I would definitely order them! They were given four or five growlers when it came to the scores!

The boys tried some dark looking, sour tasting stouts and Becky went for some cider options like me. Now, once you’re done with the tasting it’s time to decide if you want to take a growler home and which beer you want to drink some more of. There was no question of whether or not we’d be taking a growler home, we rocked up with 2 that we’d already emptied from a previous visit and there was no way they were going home empty! So, after a long discussion, the boys chose some sort of dark looking, nasty tasting beer and Becky and I went for a light summer cider. Perfect!

After taking a little look around the rest of the store:

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And buying a packet of spicy candied bacon (that stuff is AMAZING!) we waved goodbye to the Stout Brothers and headed home – my brother was a very happy soul and his beer craving had been satisfied, well for at least another hour anyway!

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The thing I love about the Stout Brothers is that you can try, find and discover beers that you would never think of ordering in a bar. It kind of makes me a little bit more adventurous on the beer front and has helped me to discover some really nice beers! If you’re every in the hood you HAVE to go there! It’s fab! I’m sure we’ll be back there again soon – the growlers are already half empty so no doubt it will be sooner rather than later!

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Wedding, wedding, wedding…

So, as you know we’ve were in Germany for a few days this week (I made a few observations that you can read about here) mostly for a spot of wedding planning. The big day is just a couple of months away now (oh my lord) so we really needed to get a lot of things finalised and sorted before I headed to England.

Cue a very busy few days…

We met with the organist on Sunday to talk about the music we want during the ceremony. Thankfully, she’s happy to learn how to play an English hymn and she knew all the other music we’d decided on. Phew. Meeting number one went well.

Next was a trip to Münster to meet with the priest who will conduct our ceremony in church. A priest who lives an hour away from the German’s little village is doing the ceremony, purely because he can speak English and the local priest can’t. We’re lucky he’s agreed to it and I’m very grateful he’s happy to do it. So, we spent a couple of hours with him, talking about how things will work in church and what languages the different parts will be done in. We made our decisions and walked out happy.

Our third meeting saw us heading to the wedding venue and involved this:

Wedding 1This was the fun part of the trip – tasting the food for the big day! We tried every thing we’ll be eating on our wedding day and made our final choices, and believe me there was a lot! We obviously didn’t eat everything we had on our plates – I don’t think we could have physically fitted it in plus it didn’t really help our wedding diets, but everything we tasted was delicious! We also chose the wine and made decisions on decoration and checked out the room I’ll be getting ready in.Mission accomplished.

Finally, we headed to the florist before I had to rush back, pack my suitcase and head to the airport. I had to use my pigeon German and some photos but I think I managed to help the florist to understand what I wanted. At one point I was running around her shop trying to find what I was attempting to describe! It worked, and everything should be exactly how I want it on the big day. Fingers crossed, or as they say in Germany, daumen drücken!

Now that’s all done it’s time to get excited for our hen and stag parties. They’re both taking place tomorrow, meaning we’ll both be a little worse for wear at the same time and probably not wondering what the other one is getting up to! My bridesmaids have organised mine and the German’s best man has organised his – we don’t know anything about them, not even where we are going! I got back to Ma and Pa Cook’s house and found this little beauty waiting for me:

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An official invitation to my hen do! How lovely is that? My bridesmaids are the best! However, all I know is that I have to be ready on Saturday, March 15, 2014. I presume all will be revealed then…wish me luck!

Exploring: Tales from Germany.

So last week we jumped on that jet plane (well actually we walked on but jumped just sounds better!) and headed across the pond to the German’s homeland. Our main aim was to get this wedding we’re having sorted along with those all important hen and stag parties. But there were some little things I noticed along the way that I thought I had to share with you.

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German’s are, shall we say, different creatures. Not different in a bad way, just different in the way they act and do things. It’s all good though, obviously, if not I wouldn’t have picked one to be my husband! Here are a few observations I’ve made whilst in the country lately:

1. Hot coffee cups
On our way to Mutter und Vater Richter’s house we stopped off for a coffee at a service station. Now, picking up a coffee in the States is something we do on a daily basis, it’s a way of life. But, when we were given our coffees at the service station in their paper cups there was something wrong…the cup sleeve was missing. Cue Rachel burning her hands and walking out of the service station precariously balancing the hot coffee and nearly spilling it all over. What is wrong with these people? Do they have asbestos hands? I think we need to introduce them to the coffee cup sleeve to prevent any serious burns!

2. Actual mugs in Starbucks
Another coffee related observation I know but we had to try to stay awake all day on 1 hour of sleep! After the German took me to a football match (it made him a very happy bunny) we headed into town and stopped off at Starbucks to refuel our caffeine intake. Now in America every trip to Starbucks, whether you’re drinking in the store or taking the drink away, you get it in a paper cup, so imagine my surprise when I was handed an actual mug! Yep, a proper if you drop it on the floor it will smash mug!

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Look at those beauties! I think it may have even tasted a little nicer from those mugs instead of the paper cups. Plus there wasn’t any burning your hands with a lack of a cup sleeve problems. Maybe America needs to take a leaf out of Germany’s book when it comes to Starbucks, although having said that it’s probably because of the amount of cups of coffee sold in America and the convenience of being able to throw the cup away when you’re done.

3. Lingerie and Coffee anyone?
Coffee is a big thing in Germany – some people sit down to coffee and cake every afternoon and I think just about every single person must drink coffee more than once a day, along with beer I think it’s their national drink! So, there’s no surprise that observation number 3 is based around coffee. Whilst driving through Osnabrück I noticed this little gem and made the German take a picture when we were sitting in traffic:

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Yes, you’re seeing that right, that is a café called Cup & Cups and combines a coffee shop with lingerie. It’s something I’ve never seen before and a combination I would never put together, however, I can see the appeal – a cup of coffee whilst buying some lingerie…yes please! However, I can’t imagine the German just popping in for a cup, I’m guessing this place has mostly female customers.

4. German’s love scarves.
I think there’s a rule in Germany that you’re not allowed to leave the house without a scarf. Seriously. They are everywhere.

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Every woman walking around in Germany is wearing a scarf, if you’re not I think you’re definitely not in the ‘in’ crowd! They come in all shapes and sizes, some a huge around their necks, others medium sized, some not worth wearing. Even in the 20 degree celsius heat we experienced over the weekend, each and every woman we passed was wearing a scarf. Me? Nope, I ditched them this week – it was too hot! My advice to you, if you’re heading to Germany, make sure you take a selection of different scarves, even if it’s the middle of summer.

5. Coloured trousers…for men.
And saving the best for last – German men seem to have a new found love for coloured trousers, particularly red ones. That’s right, German MEN like to wear red trousers. Women I can understand, in fact, I have a pair myself, but men? In one short trip to Osnabrück I spotted a total of 7 men wearing them, including this one:

Germany 5These even came complete with matching red shoes. Isn’t it just a lovely combination? This discovery came on my first day in Germany and it wasn’t about to end there. The following day we went to a restaurant for some sushi, there, we spotted a couple with his and hers matching red trousers. On Monday we went to Münster where the red trouser spotting continued, one older man was spotted with red trousers and a green jacket – red and green should never be seen. And the coloured trousers don’t stop at red either – yellow ones were spotted along with, wait for it, green. Yes, one man in the same sushi restaurant as the his and hers red trouser wearers was spotted with green trousers and an orange jumper! Really? I think these German boys need to be taught some fashion sense. Thankfully my German isn’t in this club!

Superbowl Sunday: The Commercials!

So Super Bowl Sunday has been on the lips of many an American for the last couple of days – it’s been the topic of just about everyt conversation! It’s the biggest sporting event of the year in the States – two NFL teams battling to be crowned champions. But that isn’t the only exciting part (or the least exciting if you’re not into American football!) over here a lot of people are more interested in the half time show and the commercials like I said in my last Rambling post!

Now, American football isn’t that big in the Richter household – we’re more a soccer based house – but the German was adamant it was going on! He also attempted to teach me the rules of American football for the umpteenth time (I realise I just used the word umpteenth and many of you won’t understand it – it’s kind of like the millionth time in Northern English!) but once again it didn’t sink in and I was more bothered about searching for somewhere to get an eye exam (the prices are ridiculous over here – that’s a whole other blog!), whether or not I would spot my friend who was working at the Super Bowl for Sky Sports News and of course the half time show and commercials people talk so much about!

So, it turns out these commercials in the Super Bowl cost companies MILLIONS! We’re talking $4 million for a 30 second slot! What?!?! Oh and some of them have MASSIVE celebrities in – we’re talking HUGE! Therefore they have to be good – and a major talking point the following day! So, my lovely readers, I thought I’d take you through a few of my favourites! They’re not in any particular order so here goes:

1. The VW ad:Obviously the German’s little ear’s pricked up at this one – German cars and all that!

I just LOVED the wings popping out everywhere and the trouble they caused! The part in the bathroom was good too! I also liked the reaction from Victoria’s Secret on Twitter:

Obviously their wings are the first and originals but the VW ones are just as good if you ask me!

2. The Toyota ad:
There’s just one thing that makes this a good one…Muppets!! My big bro will absolutely LOVE this one – he has Muppets socks and everything:

3. The T-Mobile ad:
I loved the simplicity of this one – and the fact they *might* use the big stars next year, if enough of us change our cell phone providers to T-Mobile!

4. The Audi ad:
The weird dog creature is just funny!

5. The Doritos ad:
You’ve got to love anything that involves a child, an adult, some Doritos and a time machine! Ace! Turns out Doritos runs a competition during the Super Bowl ads every year – each ad they run is from an amateur film maker and they choose a winner – last year’s came from Georgia! And I’m pleased to announce this one took the gong this year:

6. The Chrysler ad:
This one sparked a rant from that German of mine! It started with the Autobahn sign and once Bob Dylan came out with ‘So let Germany brew your beer..’ the German replied with ‘yeah, and we build your cars matey!’ Oh dear…

7. The H&M ad:
This one needs no explanation…Beckham. Enough said.

8. The Budweiser ad:
Then there was this one – I think this is my absolute favourite of the night…sooooo cute!! And I don’t even like dogs or horses – not because I’m evil and have an indescribable hatred towards them more because I’m pretty much scared of them both!

Oh and not forgetting this one:

9. The Coke ad.
This one has sparked a LOT of controversy here in the States since it was aired last night – I’ll let you watch it first:

Entitled ‘It’s Beautiful,’ the ad shows people of different ethnicities with the song ‘America the Beautiful’ sung in 8 different languages. Well, it would seem this hasn’t gone down well with some people. On Twitter, some were seen saying things like this is America, we speak English here and speak English or go home. Others praised it, highlighting that America is a melting pot and that it’s beautiful because of its linguistic diversity. Personally, I’m with the latter. America was founded by immigrants and is what it is today because of those immigrants. It’s one big land of different religions, diversities and cultures and that should be celebrated and I think Coke pulled it off perfectly!

Now here’s where you come in – let me know which you think is the best in my little poll below:

Oh and I should say a big congratulations to the Seattle Seahawks who walked away with the NFL trophy after beating the Denver Broncos in the actual game that was on between the adverts! We also can’t forget that they were crowned ‘world champions’ even though all the teams involved in the competition are in North America…go figure that one!!

Snowmageddon/Snowapocalypse/SnowOutAtlanta/SnowJam2014

Whatever you want to call it, this thing was bad. So, for the first time in 3 years it snowed in Atlanta on Tuesday, and guess what, oh yes, I got stuck in it! It’s resulted in a very interesting 24 hours, that, of course, I have to tell you guys about! Before we start, I’d like to point out that Tuesday officially marked one year since we stepped off the plane and arrived in Atlanta (read more about that here!) and this is gift it gave me to celebrate…

Atlanta doesn’t do snow. There, I’ve said it! It’s in the south, snow doesn’t hit the south apart from once every 3 years or so when there’s a freak winter storm like the one this week, and, despite the warnings, the city simple cannot deal with it. It doesn’t have the infrastructure to deal with it, I think the whole of the city has around 30 to 40 snow ploughs, bearing in mind this place is massive with about 6 million people living in it that really isn’t enough. But, seen as though they very rarely have this weather I can kind of understand why!

The snow was forecast to hit on Tuesday afternoon, on Tuesdays I volunteer at the German Cultural Center in Midtown, did I just say I wasn’t going to go in because of the snow, erm no. I’m European, we’re used to the snow and when I left the house there was nothing, nichts, nada! So off I trotted, with my big winter jacket on and Ugg boots (something that was going to come in very handy just a few hours later!). My thought was there’s 2 inches forecast, I’m used to driving in the snow, how bad can it be?  Figuring I would leave early and yeah, it might take me hours to get home but I’d make it! How wrong was I?!

The snow started falling around 12pm, we cancelled language classes and decided to head for home…just like the rest of Atlanta! I went into the car park and there was a HUGE queue just to get out of the garage. The first 40 minutes of my journey was spent there…maybe that should have told me something like DON’T DO IT but I ignored that and carried on. Once out of the parking garage I crawled along the road, decided to take a new route and then hit another main road where I crawled again. Basically  my main view for the afternoon was this:

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Talk about a traffic jam…

I spent the next 6 hours looking at this, slowly moving along Piedmont Road and finally making it to the junction with Roswell Road (sorry guys, this may make no sense to you but if any Atlantans are reading this they’ll know what I mean!) where there was chaos! Absolute chaos! People were blocking the intersection which meant when lights were green others couldn’t move! There was a LOT of frustration and anger going around with horns being constantly beeped! They seriously shouldn’t have done that though, it didn’t get them anywhere and just gave me a headache!! Anyway, I digress!

So I carried on crawling, moving an inch or so every 2 hours. It was total gridlock and I was going nowhere. I’d travelled about 5 miles and according to my wonderful sat nav app (that, for the whole of the journey told me I’d be home in an hour, then 40 minutes…I think that was wrong!) I still had another 14 miles to go. I checked the clock, by now it was 6:30pm. I’d been calling the German who was also on his way home from work, he left at 3 and made it home at 5:30pm. He was safe. Phew. He gets all the luck! Whenever there’s bad weather his plane is on time, he makes it home. I do not – I once got stuck in Germany with Ma Cook for an extra 2 days.

I was moving nowhere, but I kept telling the German that I was determined to get home!! The gridlock had to end and clear at some point – I could do it. But a state of emergency had been declared in Atlanta. Things were bad. By this point I had fallen out with Atlanta and the Polar Vortex could kiss my butt! After another phone call to the German I kind of realised there was no way I was getting home that night. There was some crying by me (I literally just wanted to get home!) but we came up with a plan, I would try to get closer to the Marta station at Buckhead, take the train to North Springs where the German would try to pick me up! Yes! But, once the German attempted to get out of the end of the road he soon called and said it wasn’t happening. The roads were icy and he was going nowhere. So, Plan C came into force.

Just a week ago, my friend Meredith and her boyfriend Omar moved into a condo in Buckhead…and that was where I was headed! So, after dumping my car in a CVS car park and walking about 2 miles I was finally in a safe place, having an unscheduled sleepover at their house, along with a couple of other stranded drivers! I seriously cannot thank them enough!! They saved my bacon and rescued me from a night in the car!!

But, my adventure didn’t end there! Oh no, no! This is me we’re talking about, things are never simple! Overnight temperatures dropped to below freezing and things literally iced over. The roads were a sheet of ice, highways were still car parks with people who had stayed in them overnight, conditions were terrible. I seriously did not fancy taking a trip out on the roads in my car so I came up with a new plan, walk to the Marta station, take the train and then walk home. Sounds simple right? Except for the fact that the Marta station was 2 miles from Meredith’s place and our apartment is 5 miles from the last Marta station on the track. I figured it was the safest way to get home, I’d work out getting my car when the roads were safer!

Talk about icy...

Talk about icy…

So, off I went. I fell over before even leaving Meredith’s car park – this was going to be an exciting walk! But, after about an hour I made it to the Marta station! Result! Luckily, the train came within 10 minutes, soon I was on my way and even closer to home! Things were looking up! By this point I’d already persuaded the German to walk half way to meet me in the middle, he also wanted to go for a walk and check out the roads, so we were both en-route! I trekked through the snow, trying to dodge the icy patches and walking in the fresh snow so that I stayed on 2 feet! Then, after just over an hour I spotted him – my lovely German was heading towards me! It was the best sight ever!!

Yaaaay! The German!!

Yaaaay! The German!!

After being reunited we carried on with our trek and, 25 hours after leaving Midtown I walked through the door and into the apartment! Finally I had made it home!!! After 25 hours, an abandoned car, an unscheduled overnight stay with Meredith (thanks again lady!!), a trip on the train and 10 miles of walking I was home!!!

But the sights I saw on my way home were just unbelievable! First of all, I’ve never seen so many people walking the streets of Atlanta – this city is not a foot friendly zone so to see people actually out and about was fab! Even though half of them were probably like me and still trying to make their way home! I saw school buses still trying to get children home – some of them were forced to sleep at schoool overnight! Then there was the abandoned cars – they were everywhere! And I mean on every single road, parked in every single direction with some even left right in the middle of the road! Big cars, small cars, trucks, massive lorries, all of them abandoned! The street we live off was terrible – so many cars were abandoned near the bridge that the road was actually blocked. And not forgetting the state of the roads – I have never seen roads so thick with pure ice! People were literally sliding all over them including the ones that did brave it out in their cars!

All this for 2 inches of snow. Yep, you read right there, 2 inches of snow. People were stranded in their cars all night, there was a state of emergency declared, children had to sleep in schools, workers slept at their offices, hotels were fully booked, TV stations had continuous coverage of the developments or lack of if you were sitting in a car, all because of 2 inches of snow. Seems incredible for such a small amount of the white stuff but I can assure you there is only 2 inches on the floor out there!

So here’s what I’ve learnt from those 24 hours:

1. If snow is forecast in Atlanta, don’t leave the house.

2 Atlanta cannot deal with snow. Period. This city is not built for severe weather and with the amount of cars on the road (apparently 1 million people were trying to get out of the city at the same time yesterday – me being one of them!) total gridlock is expected! The public transportation system isn’t good enough and the city simply does not have the infrastructure to deal with it.

3. Don’t leave the house if there’s snow on the cards.

4. Atlantans do not know how to drive in snow. I saw so many people driving way too fast for the conditions, overtaking each other on the very icy roads and skidding everywhere. The German said he slowed down on the highway near the exit with plenty of space in front of him for braking distance but the car behind him overtook him and moved in front of him!!

5. Did I mention not to leave the house?!

Ah well, it’s just another experience in the American adventure! It would be boring without them! The walking has probably done wonders for my wedding diet! All I need to do now is figure out when I’m going to rescue Mindy, my car! (Please tell me I’m not the only one who gives their car a name?)

I miss the great British weather.

There, I’ve said it. I confess – I miss the great British weather. I never ever thought I would say that but right now I do – well maybe not right now, today it’s raining like a trooper out there and looks stereotypically British! Now, all the Brits reading this are probably sitting there, staring at their computer going seriously? You miss this? And looking out of the window. Well the truth is yes, yes I do – and here is why:

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Ok, so right now you’re thinking ‘what the hell is this girl on about’ well let me explain…last week in the beautiful place that is Atlanta is was 76 degrees, in December. Now this, for me, is very weird indeed! Back home in England December is a very cold month where every time you leave the house you need 3 layers, a scarf, hat, gloves, Ugg boots and the thickest coat you could ever imagine! So when I stepped out of the house on Friday afternoon in jeans, flip-flops and a t-shirt it felt very wrong indeed!!

And here’s the biggest reason why it feels wrong – it’s the run up to Christmas and sitting in your living room with your Christmas tree up (if you want to find out how we got the huge tree into our apartment click here!) and balcony doors open because it’s so hot just doesn’t feel right to me at all! Christmas time means wrapping yourself up in a throw on the sofa to keep warm whilst sipping a hot chocolate or something just as warming in front of an open fire!

Another reason – we went to a German Christmas party the other night where we drank Glühwein and for once I agreed with the German – it was too warm for Glühwein! Usually we’re wrapped up in our thickest clothes, standing outside at a Christmas market using the Glühwein mug and it’s delicious contents to keep us warm! It was also bizarre when we walked out of the Christmas party complete with festive decorations and into the warm, muggy 70 degree air at 10pm at night! It’s just not what I’m used to!

Now don’t get me wrong – I’m not complaining at all, I am definitely one lucky lady! I don’t want people to think I’m not grateful for this amazing adventure I’m on right now, with the (usually) perfect weather and experiences I could only have dreamed of a year ago, but when it comes to Christmas (and as you know I am a HUGE fan of Christmas!) I miss the great British weather and the way it gets you into the festive spirit!

Today’s Ramblings #9

Hey peeps! How was your weekend?It’s freezing and raining here today so I’m snuggled up on the sofa with the heating on (I know, I didn’t think I’d need it in Georgia either!) and a throw to keep me warm and toasty! I also have a good old cup of tea now that we’ve finally invested in one of these:

Kettle

A good brew!

Yep, 10 months after landing in this country we’ve got ourselves a kettle! I don’t know how I’ve  managed without it for so long but somehow I have! You see in America these things are practically non-existent! Some people don’t even know what they are!! Let me explain oh lovely American friends of mine! You see a kettle in the UK is a ‘must-have’ in every kitchen, I don’t think I know anyone who doesn’t own one! First of all it’s used for that all important cup of tea! A brew fixes everything in the UK, fact. But it also makes cooking easier – you can whip up some broth quickly by boiling the kettle and not needing a pan on the stove, you can get your water boiling quicker when you’re making things like pasta or potatoes and it’s just generally a very useful too to have in the kitchen! It’s definitely a welcome addition to mine! I do have to point out that we did bring one over with us from the UK but thanks to the different voltages over here it didn’t work – booo! Now though I can make as many brews as I like! Yay!!

I plunged even further in to the American life the other day, well that’s maybe exaggerating things a little! I tried this comfort food special:

Delish!

Delish!

Tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich! Apparently this is perfect comfort food out here in the States (along with things like mac and cheese! Yum!) and it definitely hit the spot for lunch on Friday! The melted cheese in the sandwich was amazing (who doesn’t like cheese right?) and when it was dipped into the tomato soup – one word – yummy!! I’ll definitely be delving into that delight again, especially now it’s getting colder! Perfect Sunday afternoon lazing on the sofa food!

Oh and the German had a fire again last night, when I didn’t bank on was hoovering out my washing machine in the process! (You weren’t expecting that one, right?!) Yep, in the process of building his fire he managed to get the wood in the washer! Let me explain, the wood is stored above the washer in the utility closet, and despite me saying ‘close the washer before you get your wood’ the German left the lid open (for you Brits out there it’s a top loader!) and whilst returning the wood he didn’t want back to the shelf we ended up with this:

Washer

The wood fell all over the German, all over the floor and into the washer! Typical boy! So I found myself getting out the hoover (vacuum if you’re American!) and hoovering the bits out of the washer! Ah well, it’s one to tick off the list and the German did produce something pretty so I can’t complain!

Pretty!

Pretty!