In Italy Ingo and I "played", was my first time as an adult really playing chess and I wasn´t that bad (I certainly lost).
These two?
Do you recognize them?
Maybe the cutest Brothers ever (I saw the docu).
(Dr.) Wladimir (wiki says: "strategic and intelligent boxer", now he promotes healthy foods), after his older Brother Vitali (now a politician) lost a fight in heavy-weight-boxing and was teased - Wladimir won the next fight he blurted out in the ring (Title: "The revenge of the Brother"):
Number 1 - we are no weak guys ("Weicheier" - they (also) speak German, the fight was in Germany),
Number 2 - I´m world champion,
Number 3 - I LOVE MY BROTHER (ICH LIEBE MEINE BRUDER)! (and yes, he yelled "meine", so sweet)
Thank you.
And have you seen what he´s holding in his hand?
A bouquet of flowers!A heavy weight boxing champion with flowers, I think this is plain cute.
They reveal the "secret weapon" is ... you don´t fight one, you fight them both - the other Brother is always there, if mentally. Same here (not that we´re into boxing!).
Wladimir, after a fight of Vitali called the Mum, to let her know all went well.
He called again, "did you forget something?", she asked, "yes, forgot to you tell you I love you". 🧡🧡🧡
Yes, boxing guys are dumb and have no heart.
His older Brother, Vitali, won by points but got hurt badly - nothing visible (no eye hanging out etc) and lost in the end and was laughed at for this...
Another time he lost again and this time you could see a lot of blood. The other boxer won the game, but Vitali won over the fans cause he wouldn´t let go.
Boxing, like football, is like chess, just in FAST, another thing you add, be FAST!
Make your decision NOW" and make a good one, be wise, calculate, RE-calculate, it´s about strategy.
Intelligence. The maybe 10-y-o son of heavy weight boxer and champion Chris Byrd saw Wladimir punching his Dad down in another fight and winning the belt.
Right in the ring the boy went over to congratulate Wladimir and asked him to take good care of the belt.
How sweet is that. How mature. How fair.
My Brother does not even try, for either, boxing or American Football (which is also like fast chess), he thinks it´s dumb.
I remember once I took my Mum to a game in Braunschweig "against"/with Hamburg - she never saw the ball but she truly looooved the atmosphere and chatted with the Hamburg-fans :-)
I love my Brother, too (and I call him the same as they do, my Brother started this, "Brüderchen" and "Schwesterchen"), but he can be hard as a rock insisting on his opinions and not even trying.
His loss.
I would never go to a boxing-thingy, noooo, they really do hurt each other!
And a real game of chess I might just doze off 😉
The "Popo-guy"?
Wladimir visited his old home in Ukraine in the docu and told how his older Brother found a bomb from WW II, brought it home and hid it under the Fathers bed - the family back then had one room to sleep in: Father, Mother, Granma, Uncle and the two boys.
And then a bomb!!!!
The father gave Vitali an "Arschreise" ("butt-journey"), or, as the more sophisticated Wladimir said, "he paid with his Popo". He got hit on his butt.
We have a Perth friend who found a bomb in his Grandpa´s shed and brought it to school for "show and tell". School was evacuated, squad team cleared it. Another one who paid with his Popo?
"Popo" in Germany has no other meaning than butt. And believe me I traveled a couple of times with help of Dad or Granma... I cry, I get a reason to cry! Mum choose the face, that wasn´t better (she kept her rings on, yes, back then this was normal! We got what we "asked" for) and no, I was not such a bad kid, even - and I´m still alive, a wonder, huh (they also smoked in the car with us in the back).
My Brüderchen and I have the same age-gap. I´ll never stop looking after him, yet he calls me.
Those two were in the USA early 80´s, no money and Vitali saw what they have, cheese, sooo many sorts of cheese - he could not understand he said "there is ONE cheese! Why need more?! One pair of shoes, OK, two, one for sport, too".
We´re nearly back to that now, how often do I have to tell Ingo: Nope it was out, your cheese...
You maybe know by now I loooove the ocean (and miss it dearly).
So. Welcome to our bedroom. Time is short, nights end early here.
But even without my glasses I can see what time it is.
In winter, very un-romantically we need this humidifier as time is not even shorter but also...
But in the time we have to sleep we can dream....
And if you get thirsty in your dreams... right above is this (yes, we brought an empty carton all the way home)... I...
Those stubbies!!!! LOL!
I remember my first one.
"Ingo... opener, please".
"What for?!"
You open these "bottles" with your hands! Who ever knew that?! Try that in Germany, you´ll stay thirsty! 🤣
We´re so NOT advanced!
Let´s go on in our bedroom, shall we?
You do? OK, then...
Are you... WHAT?!
There... there...
And where there are ships there may be... others like...
Sail away in...
My FIL every.time asked where "the other one sleeps" (they´re still fit and hip but don´t dare to come to Braunschweig anymore as they think it´s too complicated with all the "Autobahns" and no parking space and, well, now, Corinna).
Seesh, we cuddle up! And yes, we still have my Brother´s youth-bed. He is 44 and just called me 🧡🧡🧡...
The grey blanket is a pressure blanket. My T told me of it, he has the same, it´s like someone is safely embracing you, it weighs 8kg. If you´re a nervous sleeper and ghosts can´t make you feel safe enough, this is it!
And soon...
And hence...
Oh, come on, water is beautiful!
Well, "just"... been a while! This was Joondalup, Neil Hawkins Park, 2013 - but we´re together since 1994.
And still...
At the window...
He´s
And if I remember something at night...
Henry... Henry the Lion Duke he´s broken down, we need to put him back together! He usually sits on the board.
Oh, he´s an old dude, from 1999 when our American Football-Team ("the most successful American football club in Germany" - wiki) turned up in orange! Like the garbage men, LOL!!!
This was fun, hope you don´t think we are weird, it just went on and on!
