Summer is coming to an end. We are back from the holidays and the daily routine has re-started. But because outside it is still high summer, we try to come to terms with the inevitable. After work and school, we undertake things with my youngest, which extend the holiday spirit.Read More »
I have to admit that I have never understood how people can get excited about watching in the blazing heat how fast cars can race past them in endless curves. Time and again. Wzum, Wzum, Wzum.
I have never raised objections when one of the men close to me wanted to spend Sunday afternoon at home in front of the TV even when the weather outside was so good. We all have our funny tastes.Read More »
Within 24 hours I could watch the big male yearnings twice from close. First I was at the Nürburgring. Men of all ages had only eyes for the racing cars standing or driving around. And it was good like that because there was not much else to see. In the middle of the forest, in the middle of nowhere tarmac curves without end in order to test how to rev up an engine. Deafening, dominant noise, squeaking tires, just the smell of petrol was missing. The eyes of the men were shining. Read More »