Thanks, dear friends, for your good wishes. I'm painfree now, but I have to go again to the infirmary for hammering away the rest of a stone by lithotripsy (a megasound transmission, don't know the E/A word.) And it's in 14 days, just on the heighdays of carnival. But they promised me that I shall in my bed again at 13:11, when the telly starts with the transmission with the big juggernaut at my favourite carnival town Mainz.
I laughed a lot about Wolfgang's post and the following puns. But let's cling to the philological correct stalactites.
Apropos the fluids - I suffered a lot in the infirmary. I was ordered to drink about 3 liters a day, but I could only get mineral water. Now I am able to recur to beer and wine and am recovering very fast.
A travel to Portaferry I should like very much to see my dear friends I have met in Hull and elsewhere, but, alas! besides my next ops (see above) it's a money problem. I have just started to hoard my cents for the next Eurogathering. The DVD from the last one I did give up any hope to see in my natural life, so I'm saving money, too.