MudMeet Groningen

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Noreen
Date: 09 May 03 - 02:46 PM

I'm living it with you, Letty. Don't stop!

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wilfried Schaum
Date: 09 May 03 - 01:32 PM

Five sons, 2. The fifth is gadding about as a tramp[?] (found a rough translation in my favourite song book "Der Turm", nr 348)

Wilfried

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 09 May 03 - 01:31 PM

Sorry Wilfried, I hadn't counted the Germans properly!

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wilfried Schaum
Date: 09 May 03 - 01:26 PM

Addition: Wilfried arrived at 21:45, Friday

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 09 May 03 - 12:52 PM

What happened last week (abridged), part 2.

The next morning. Made Eric his long-awaited uitsmijter, although I forgot the ham. Skipjack was being fussy about his tea again, and Susanne found her way to us as well (she survived sleeping in a car in Groningen's slums, tough lady).
Then we went shopping. Well, I usually hear people complain about women spending ages in shops, but the gentlemen S. and E. have turned shopping into an art form :-) Not only did we visit two music shops, but they had to see for themselves if the Dutch Halfords was any different from the English. In the recordshop, we were treated to a short promotional concert by the Jayhawks, who did a signing afterwards (Eric got a signed cd). We emerged from the shops just in time to have some poffertjes (tiny pancakes with lots of sugar) before the tour.
By this time, everyone had arrived, so Pat, Glen, Ron, Ken and Herma joined us for sight-seeing. Tour guide Pauline and her bloke Laurens then showed us around Groningen, and she didn't even mind our jokes. We walked about 2 hours, and Laurens took pictures which you can see on the link that I posted a few entries back. We invited them for the session, and sure enough, they came. After the tour, we went back to get our instruments and paid a short visit to Sally O'Brien's again (reservations for group dinner failed: the town was full...).
After that, it was on to Cleopatra's, a student bar that we rented for this occasion, complete with musical bar staff (thanks, Willem and Monique) and student prices (coffee: 20cents).
While some of us were busy having pizzas or unpacking 5 different bagpipes (Frank), my father Abe (guitar) and his friends Ruth (fiddle) and Ina (clarinet) treated us to a short concert. Together with an accordian player (who was missing, on a workshop for Greek folk music), they form the folk group Étoile du Nord, and they play mainly Scandinavian and Eastern European (gypsy, Klezmer) folk. Ruth showed off her clogs to impress the tourists (she must be the only city dweller left wearing them!).

[to be continued]

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 09 May 03 - 11:46 AM

I can't believe it's been a week since the meeting either... Maybe I should be writing some stuff down before I forget.

What happened last week (abridged), part 1.

I arrived in Groningen on Thursday, to help clean my brother's student flat to acceptable adult hygiene levels (we skipped the kitchen cupboards, but I think we got away with it!). After a long night in town (preparation) playing pool (beating the guys, well 2 of them anyway, of course I let Max (later scared away from visiting me by what he described as huge guys standing in the living room, thereby referring to MudGuard, Eric and Skipjack) win), returned home safely and completely sober (honest).

The first to arrive in Moose Mansion on Friday was, ever pünktlich as only Germans can be, MudGuard, even though he came by bike! :-)
Don't get too impressed: he didn't cycle down all the way from Munich, he took the train as well. Maybe he only cycled five minutes from Groningen station, I don't know.
MudGuard joined me when we walked my dog Kerry (who slept in the same room as Eric and Skip and looks like a black sheep, but don't draw any conclusions) through the historical park (English garden style), and we saw a bit of the city centre as well. Groningen is a university city with about 180,000 inhabtants, 25% of whom are under 30: so there's always lots to do, and the pubs flourish.

Then it was time to move downtown. We had booked a table at Sally O'Brien's, an Irish pub, and Gerry the manager (who to my surprise is actually Irish, as I always figured that O'Brien's was a fake Irish bar) had promised us we could play after dinner.
After ordering a few pints, MudGuard and I were still the only ones present, and I was beginning to worry about the fate of the other mudcatters... A few drinks later, we found out that part of the German delegation (Frank, Iris, Anne and Ute) had indeed arrived in Groningen, but were both stuck in Groningen's infamous one-way system and had forgotten, of all things, to bring their B&B address (!)... After a few phonecalls, Willem and I found out where they were staying, and we were ready to settle down.
Although I had forewarned the staff, Sally O'Brien's managed to break EuroGathering (tm) restaurant traditions: not only did the food arrive in the correct order, complete with side dishes, but MudGuard wasn't the last to get served (ok, second last, but still)!
During the course of the meal, more mudcatters arrived: Wolfgang and Susanne arrived together, and Mooman was dropped off too. After dinner, we started a session, still a bit hesitant, but slowly gaining confidence and praise from the staff (we had scared the customers away, apparently: it was very quiet and we practically had the bar to ourselves). The only person who was less pleased was the DJ who had been hired to play (overly loud) music that night (well, we HAD told them we were coming, so why bother?). Poor chap. We gave him a break of about half an hour to 45 minutes to do his thing, which gave me the chance to collect Eric and Skipjack from the station. Mooman had already announced them to the bar staff as 'two famous musicians from England', so once they joined us, the session was back online. Gerry the manager was so happy, he offered us food if we could come back the next day.
After closing time, we found out how many mudcatters fit into Susanne's car, and went home for coffee (or African rooibos tea all the way from England) and sleep. The dog was very glad to see us.
[to be continued]

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From:
Date: 09 May 03 - 10:50 AM

Ah Wilfried-I think he's after increasing the gene pool-might be one belonging to Andreas!!

Can it be one week ago I was heading for the airport. The time has gone so quickly. Life has not returned to normal yet, I still think I am in the Nederlands (and wish I was)

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wilfried Schaum
Date: 09 May 03 - 06:03 AM

Translation: 3. ... bedet all mit Fliete (mit Fleiß): prayed eagerly

Thanks, Letty, for the pictures. Nr 6, by the way, shows me again that I should have my hair cut more often; magnified it looks like a jungle. By the way, you see our nice town guide and me (a town guide also) exchanging hints and tricks for doing guided tours in English.

Interesting brain cell count, Eric: 1 for you and 2 for skip - him pregnant? By whom? Or may this secret be buried between you both?

Wilfried

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 08 May 03 - 07:21 PM

Check out this site made by Laurens: pictures from the city tour and from the Saturday night session, plus sounds (on page 6)!

Sound 1 is me singing Griogal Cridhe, sound 2 Pat singing Song for Ireland, sound 3 is Ruth, Willem and me playing a Finnish tango, sound 4 the end of Hava Naguila (everyone), sound 5 is Eric (I think) singing Side by side.

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Eric the Viking
Date: 08 May 03 - 03:40 PM

It was the saddest place I have ever been to.The memorial tiles went on forever, a testament to mans' inhumanity to man. We haven't come very far have we?

On a lighter note,Letty, Dawn says it's ok, but you'll have to take my guitars etc and listen to the folk music-no problem there then. I'm glad Max is going along OK-tell him he'll be in trouble if he upsets you.

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 08 May 03 - 02:09 PM

When Skipjack, Eric the Viking, MudGuard and I visited the Westerbork camp (a "Durchgangslager", where Jews, Roma and dissenters were put on transport to the concentration camps during WWII) on Sunday, I played a Dutch version of Leonard Cohen's "The Partisan" in the car, with some very appropriate lyrics, since it was also Remembrance Day.

I posted these lyrics here, with a translation, if you are interested.

Visiting the Westerbork site on Remembrance day certainly left an impression on me, especially with the haunting music of Chopin coming from the amplified grand piano they had transport to the middle of the forest (and it really is a long walk there!).

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Noreen
Date: 08 May 03 - 02:08 PM

Hee hee! Conflicting reports will be interesting. We know that every word eric writes is the truth... but I have my sources, Letty!

:0)

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 08 May 03 - 01:44 PM

Eric, if you don't tell them about Sunday, I won't tell your partner about our wedding!

Seriously, I should consider writing up a report now before you do... :-)


Letty

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From:
Date: 08 May 03 - 10:57 AM

Oh! I shouldn't have said that. Everyone please don't read the post before this one!

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From:
Date: 08 May 03 - 10:55 AM

Letty, speak not, for for Skip and I will ever close our hearts and mouths,our minds will be washed clean of memories that might cause you emabarasment, only purity of thought will pass between our 3 brain cells (Skip has 2 and I have 1) your secrets will be safe with us (well, me anyway. I can't vouch for Skip)so believe me when I say I won't ever tell anyone you were rat arsed and that I have the photo's to prove it.

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Noreen
Date: 08 May 03 - 05:40 AM

You tell me what happened on Sunday night, Letty, and I'll tell you if it was that...
:0)

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 08 May 03 - 04:53 AM

Which one would that be Noreen?
I hope you're not referring to the Sunday night...

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Noreen
Date: 07 May 03 - 08:24 PM

Lovely, thanks, Letty dear! You left out another memorable moment...

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wolfgang
Date: 07 May 03 - 01:36 PM

That song must have been sung when I was 'enjoying myself' (grin).

I'm sure Susanne can improve my attempt, but here ye go:

Five sons

"I haven't sent them to school
I haven't laughed with them
they don't play on the street
I have sent them to the wild sea
to seek their dear father.

One died a bitter death
the next died from hunger so great
the third was hung
the fourth remained dead on the sea
the fifth floats (?) behind the land."

When she now came to the churchyard
she called God the heavenly father
and prayed all with....(?)
that God may forgive her sins
and that he may her call home into his kingdom.

Wolfgang

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 07 May 03 - 01:01 PM

For Noreen, a few memorable moments:

- the manager of Sally O'Brien's asking us back the next day (he offered free food!). Although the DJ was a bit disappointed that he did not get to do his 'thing' (we had to pause the session to give the poor chap a chance)
- Wolfgang asleep on a pile of pillows in a corner of the bar, but, when woken, still insisting that he was enjoying himself :-)
- the nice mix of songs and tunes, and of different styles: my brother starting off a series of blues tunes, Ron singing Billy Joel,
Pat's lovely voice, and yes, Skip and Eric singing beautifully too
- the tour guide from the tourist information and her lover, who showed up at the session and stayed
- Andreas's lovely poem on Sunday (he'll post it later)
- the brunch my mother prepared: although the table was completely full, and despite having soup as a back-up, she persisted in believing she would not have enough food

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 07 May 03 - 12:51 PM

The other German song that was sung (although it is Plattdeutsch) was
'Fünf Söhne'. Translation, Wolfgang/Susanne/Wilfried?

Fünf Söhne

Ick heff se nich op de Scholen gebracht
Ick heff nich ejnmal över se gelacht
Se gahnt nich speelen op de Straten
Ick heff se op de wilde See gesandt,
ehren levesten Vader to söken

De een de starv den bidderen Doht
De anner de starv von Hunger so groht
De drüdde wart gehangen
De veerde bleev op de wilde See doht
De fiefte flut achter dem Lanne

Un sa se nu op den Kerkhoff kam
Dor reip se Gott eren himmlischen Vader an
Un bedet all mit Fliete
Dat er Gott wull de Sünnen vergewen
Un halen er in sien Rike

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Noreen
Date: 07 May 03 - 11:46 AM

Trickle is good.
I want to hear more details and see photos, please. Would have loved to have been there with you all.

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wolfgang
Date: 07 May 03 - 11:33 AM

We missed you and not only you, Noreen.
'Leak' is verbatim, 'flow' I put in because I too considered it better.
'Rinnen' means a very slow and thin flow, the minimum that is still continuous before it becomes drops. Trickle?

Wolfgang

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Noreen
Date: 07 May 03 - 10:09 AM

That is beautiful Wolfgang, thank you.

(I prefer flow rather than leak, btw)

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wolfgang
Date: 07 May 03 - 09:32 AM

new try:

ICH HAB DIE NACHT GETRÄUMET

Tune: before 1775

1. Ich hab die Nacht geträumet
Wohl einen schweren Traum.
Es wuchs in meinem Garten
Ein Rosmarienbaum.

2. Ein Kirchhof war der Garten,
Das Blumenbeet ein Grab,
Und von dem grünen Baume
Fiel Kron und Blüten ab.

3. Die Blüten tät ich sammeln
In einem großen Krug,
Der fiel mir aus den Händen,
Dass er in Stücke schlug.

4. Draus sah ich Perlen rinnen
Und Tröpflein rosenrot.
Was mag der Traum bedeuten?
Herzliebster, bist du tot?


I dreamt at night
A heavy dream
In my garden
Grew a rosemary tree

A churchyard was the garden
A grave was the flowerbed
And from the green tree
The top and blossoms fell down

I collected the blossoms
In a big jar.
It fell from my hands
And broke into pieces

From that I saw pearls leak/flow
And rose-red droplets
What may the dream mean?
Dearest, are you dead?

Subject: RE: lyr. add: Ich hab die Nacht
From: Wolfgang
Date: 07 May 03 - 09:29 AM

I said I had reheard a beautiful song in Groningen and I'll post it here. It has a beautiful very old tune which you can find at the site from

where I copied the lyrics

The translation is mine.

Wolfgang

ICH HAB DIE NACHT GETRÄUMET

Tune: before 1775

1. Ich hab die Nacht geträumet
Wohl einen schweren Traum.
Es wuchs in meinem Garten
Ein Rosmarienbaum.

2. Ein Kirchhof war der Garten,
Das Blumenbeet ein Grab,
Und von dem grünen Baume
Fiel Kron und Blüten ab.

3. Die Blüten tät ich sammeln
In einem großl;en Krug,
Der fiel mir aus den Händen,
Dass er in Stücke schlug.

4. Draus sah ich Perlen rinnen
Und Tröpflein rosenrot.
Was mag der Traum bedeuten?
Herzliebster, bist du tot?


I dreamt at night
A heavy dream
In my garden
Grew a rosemary tree

A churchyard was the garden
A grave was the flowerbed
And from the green tree
The top and blossoms fell down

I collected the blossoms
In a big jar.
It fell from my hands
And broke into pieces

From that I saw pearls leak/flow
And rose-red droplets
What may the dream mean?
Dearest, are you dead?

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 07 May 03 - 06:31 AM

Patience, Wilfried, MudGuard is still cycling around.
Thanks for posting the poem, although I'm not entirely happy with the rabbit reference :-)

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wilfried Schaum
Date: 07 May 03 - 06:19 AM

And here my promised


Ode To A Ringleader

There's a Sally and Nanny and Fanny and Betty,
But I prefer a young blonde Letty.
Letitia is a name of joy
Made all sorrows to destroy

It's a name of certain fame,
Even beyond the gray green sea
In both directions windward and lee
Even the Vikings know her name.

She holds the fiddle strong and bold,
She plays it without limitation
And dedicated concentration
Imitating a rabbit's snout.
[Chorus: How lovely!]

So let me end my praise and lift my glass:
Dank u wel, mevrouw - Thanks, bonnie lass!
[Chorus: Cheers!]


as composed and recited on May 3, 2003 at Cleopatra's.
I hope, MudGuard has forgiven me now all my sins, but poets are jealous - if one starts writing a poem, the other one can't stop to do the same.

It was my first MudMeet, and I must say: It was more than nice to meet you all and hear you playing and singing.

And now, methinks, we are all eager to read MudGuard's excellent rhymed chronicle of the memorable event. Come on, boy!

Wilfried

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 07 May 03 - 04:21 AM

Judging by the number of posts on this thread, everyone is still recovering!!!
Although Wilfried sounds pretty fresh and awake...

I think we have created some new mudcatters: my German friends Iris, Frank and Anne are looking forward to coming to Lincolnshire next year (with their lovely gypsy van).

My grandfather (the one who's never made music in his entire life, but enjoyed it so hugely that he grabbed a shaky egg!) says thank you again. Did you know he was supposed to leave with Ina at 23h, but refused to go? Today's elderly...Tsk.

Letty

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From:
Date: 07 May 03 - 03:38 AM

The sandwiches were provided by the fair Letty for the return trip, Greg and I went on to Lieden for the afternoon to see some friends. Have not found a mini disc.Letty's watch turned up, where she had left it!! (By Willem's PC)What a great time !!!! I haven't really come down from it, but have been confronted with the reality of back to school, so have not yet time to post.

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Susanne (skw)
Date: 06 May 03 - 08:42 PM

Sandwiches, Eric??? I thought it was a Viking that got squashed on the train ... Anyway, having sampled Dutch hospitality we now know how Dutch ladies manage to acquire their size! (A case of throwing stones in the glass house, I'm afraid, and entirely unfair on the fair Letty who is a slender reed compared to me ...)
Incidentally, did anyone happen to find anywhere a blue minidisc with a programme about the German singer Ernst Busch? I'd love to get it back but can't imagine where I lost it. Probably will turn up in good time, same as Letty's watch!

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wilfried Schaum
Date: 06 May 03 - 10:29 AM

Strange tidings, skipjack - the Viking has a family in whose bosom he is welcome? I thought you had him tipped off in King Haakons longboat and fixed him with his plait on his oar ... or in the scuppers with a hose pipe on him ...
This reminds of a song our Dutch friends performed about the men with beards on board, which suited especially the elder male specimens of the participants. I must confess that I enjoyed it more than What shall we drink, since my third name Corneel = Cornelius is mentioned.
Oh the memories of those wonderful days! Especially Patricia's song about her old town. I reaaly started to cry, and didn't know why ... [hey, a rhyme!] Without music the soul will wither, and meeting you all was the best medicine.

Wilfried (knocking off work)

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From:
Date: 06 May 03 - 09:33 AM

It will be my pleasure Letty, but please don't sleep between me and Skipjack, as we've vowed nothing will ever come between us again after we squashed the sandwiches between us on the train.

What a wonderful time, these are the best of days.

Words are not enough to express all the wonderful things, done this weekend, the wonderful people,hospitality and friendship, so exageration and lies will have to do when I get the time as I'm at school right now and supposed to be working!

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 06 May 03 - 08:37 AM

I've already seen some lovely pictures that Glen and Ron sent me.
Nice one of Wolfgang-collapsed-on-a-pile-of-pillows. I'm eagerly awaiting more incriminating evidence!
Still recovering, I can't write a report just yet.
Eric, remind me to sleep on the floor next time I get drunk, so I won't flatten you again.

Letty

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From:
Date: 06 May 03 - 03:38 AM

Oi !! you skipjack, keep your hands off'n my bride to be!! I wasn't nursed, more the other way round. (if he comes round here-I'll say.."Oi you, keep your hands off'n my bride to be) More lies/stories later.

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wilfried Schaum
Date: 06 May 03 - 03:09 AM

And the Dutch version is here. To limitate the findings search Google with "Wat zullen we drinken zeven dagen lang" (quotation marks essential). So you only get 6 pages.

Wilfried

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wilfried Schaum
Date: 06 May 03 - 02:55 AM

Was wollen wir trinken: tune and entire lyrics in German are here.
A lovely stay, I'm still recovering. My ode to Letty will be posted soon; I'm sitting here at work and have forgotten my notes.

Wilfried

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Skipjack K8
Date: 05 May 03 - 07:17 PM

Oh baby, am I tired? Just regained Skipjack Towers a trice before midnight on Day 4, having nursemaided that Viking back into the bosom of his family.

I won't second guess what pearls of truth that Norse scribe will trot out; suffice to give it up for beautiful Letty, and her wonderful family, Abe, Janny and Willem the Moose.

Damn, that was a mighty fine time

Greg

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Susanne (skw)
Date: 05 May 03 - 06:51 PM

Unfortunately, everybody agreed with the sentiments of Was wollen wir trinken - but nobody could remember the entire lyrics ...

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Wolfgang
Date: 05 May 03 - 11:25 AM

Big thanks to Letty for organising and hospitality.

A heartfelt goodbye to all those I couldn't say a personal goodbye. I went to see my cousin on Sunday and so had to miss the sunday morning and afternoon action.

Those of you who recollect what I did on Saturday (Sunday morning) between 12.00pm and 2 am will know why I couldn't say goodbye on Saturday night.

The most international song done was when the Dutch participants sang Wat zullen we drinken (What shall we drink) of the Bots. That has been a hit in Germany too, has been the tune to which Martin Carthy sang 'Willie's lady' and comes originally from Brittany.

And I have reheard a beautiful German love song for the first time since some decades. I'll post it if I find the lyrics.

Wolfgang

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Letty
Date: 05 May 03 - 07:31 AM

It was a lovely weekend indeed, I had great fun myself and sustained only minor injuries!
More later? (yawn!)

Letty

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Herma
Date: 05 May 03 - 03:38 AM

Thank You! Susanne for drawing me such a clear picture of what I've missed ----even more sorry now!!:-))
Happy to hear the cheese got home allright...and sorry for the warm welcome your cat gave you...pets got such subtle ways to remind us that they were left alone....
Wonder if Greg's dog gave him a likewise surprise, he told me he/she used to eat their Wellington's, who knows what he's found on his return...

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: mooman
Date: 05 May 03 - 03:31 AM

I would not like to jeopardize! (well I would but....!)

moo

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: mooman
Date: 05 May 03 - 03:28 AM

What a great weekend!

Thank you so much Letty for organizing a wonderful Gathering and to all involved, especialle Abe and Janny and Willem for their hospitality.

The Good Lady McMoo and I enjoyed ourselves immensely. The music was superb throughout and the company as well. It was great to meet old friends and make some new ones and thank you to the weather as well for such a good day for Sunday and the brunch.

I am sure The Viking will post up the "official record" of events once he gets home and I would like to jeopardize the reading of that fine journal by saying more at this point, particularly concerning the Viking/Skipjack K8 nocturnal activities!

Thanks Letty and everyone involved for a terrific weekend!

Love

moo (Richard)

Subject: RE: MudMeet Groningen
From: Susanne (skw)
Date: 04 May 03 - 07:18 PM

Good to see you again, Herma! (Not to mention Letty, Eric, Greg, Pat & Richard, and Andreas, and all those Mudcatters I met for the first time this year.) Me and the goat's cheese got home in under four hours, to find that the cat had used my absence to roll in wet plaster (or something) and his fur was white in inappropriate places ... What a mess!
Anyway, if you think Saturday was wonderful you don't know what you were missing the next morning: rising late to the truly marvellous hospitality Letty's parents extended to us at their home in Assen. The brunch prepared for us by Letty's mother and her friend was sheer delight! Just when we thought it was time for a little music in the sun-drenched back garden the soup was served. (Of course, this did nothing to stop the music ...)
Hope all of you have got home safely so far, and the Yorkshire, Munich and Friedberg (Hessen) contingents will, in time.

Subject: MudMeet Groningen
From: Herma
Date: 04 May 03 - 06:40 PM

Back Home again...........

Just wanted to say I really had a lovely time in Groningen with all of you on Saturday ... So sorry I couldn't stay on, but will try very hard to be there (wherever) next year....
Great to see Susanne again and to meet all the other people whose contributions to Threads I often read, but whom I never met before!
And thank you Letty, for your hospitality!

Maybe I'll see some of you somewhere around before the next meeting takes place, will be going to some UK festivals this summer, so who knows..
If you're ever in the area..(The Hague)...give me a shout!

All the very best, see you again!!!
Herma