We gathered in the village square this morning to hear a speech from the mayor, listen to the recital of the names of the dead soldiers, and sing the National Anthem. As usual, there was a good turnout with much of the village present. There was a little coctail afterwards at the town hall. I just can't seem to drink wine before lunch though. Luckily they had orange juice!
And, we played BINGO in the village hall tonight! It was the first time the village organized a bingo game, so it was a bit rough around the edges - microphone problems - way too hot in the room - a family showed up that was The Family from HELL - But otherwise it was fun.
We (my daughter and I) didn't win anything. But there were some cool prizes. And one prize was...
A Pig's head.
No kidding. The WHOLE thing. Pink and cooked and sitting on a tray. It was a prize given by a local butcher. He also donated three meters of blood sausage and some hams. There were lots of umbrellas to win - some flowers and plants, a vacuum cleaner, a microwave oven, a CD player.
The Family from Hell. One of the boys had a whistle and would, every time the number 22 was announced, blow it piercingly. It made everyone jump. Once was cute. Every single time was Really Annoying. They also won a Christmas tree and a showerhead. You'd think they'd be more cheerful - but they whined and bitched and scowled and blew their stupid whistle all night. Ewwwwwww. The pig's head looked vaguely like the boy who kept blowing the whistle....
Anyhow.
It was fun. I saw some people I haven't seen in ages. Even if we all live in a tiny village - we don't always run into each other. I like this woman called Gabby, but she works all the time. Tonight I got to sit and chat for a while with her. She is Swiss, and speaks German. My daughter needs German lessons. Gabby's son is doing badly in English. So Gabby and I have made a tutoring deal - we'll swap kids once a week and tutor them. LOL! So, see why you should go to Bingo games?
It's late now, and everyone is in bed. I'm insomniac because I drank too much coffee at the Bingo game. That will teach me! I want to go to sleep but the coffee was NOT decaffinated.
(I keep wondering what the winner of the Pig's Head will do with it? I suppose it's for eating - but...how?)
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The real question here is - WHY would you want to eat a pigs head?
I just know it's not for decoration. So I guess it's to eat -
The ears? The nose?
The mind Boggles.
You know, I've always liked the number 22, but I imagine that whistle (and that pig, or head therof) would have colored my future responses rather more darkly :)
Btw, did you know that here in Rural Northern Appalachia, woodchucks were, once upon a time, also known as 'whistle pigs'? Seemed relevant, somehow :)
I just read 'China Doll'. Hard stuff (no pun intended, actually); hot stuff- And happily, a happy ending, too. Strong, memorable story.
I want to live in your village! I could do without the pigs head though. Ha ha.
I found a German slang book in the bookstore last week and it had all sorts of truly nasty phrases in it which I sincerely hope to use on my trip to Germany in a couple of weeks. I don't think I would recommend it for your daughter though, but I sure enjoyed it.
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