
of your friends... isn´t there a song like that?
I finally got to meet my brother´s girlfiend. I only wish I´d met her other than down on her knees cleaning up Ingo´s apartment.
Yesterday Ingo went all the way home to put all his stuff to safety - so he thought. It has been raining for a whole day.
This morning we went there and my brother and his girlfriend waited already. We said our first hellos and went to the door - and could hardly open it.
It was chaos and everything was coated with mud. Over 50 cm the water has been in. Even the wardrobe had been moved from the waters´ force. It even went into the bathtub!! The bed also is through for good. Ingo now lives here.
Thanks to my bro and his girlfriend we´re back here already. I feel bad, sad, angry, exhausted.
Now we need to find an apartment quickly. Sure, we lived in smaller places before, like in a Holden Commodore or a Nissan Patrol. But then ... that was on holiday - now we have a working life, stress and all that.
Darn it. I should be hungry or something. I´m not. I´m unsettled, uneasy. Cold.
:-) Alex (the girlfriend) found two toilet brushs, still originally packed - one in the kitchen, the other in the bedroom, they floated into different directions. Ingo said, hey, they were for just one Euro... from IKEA.
This is how she sees Ingo now - a person who collects toilet brushs ;-)
The last apartment we had a look at was miserable, no option. Tomorrow I call three others - keep your fingers crossed....
Meanwhile we think of a way to say thank you to our helpers. She is a nice girl, I´m happy for my brother!





















































