The monastery strongly reminds me of a very odd place in the Bavarian Alps called Schloss Elmau where I worked as a dishwasher for a summer aged 18-G7 meeting was held there a few years ago. Some memories of climbing above the mist to Ludwig's hunting lodge at Schachen, and hearing cow bells, remote mountain lodges supplied by mule train, a girl called Lorna, and a really strange (even by hotelier standards) proprietor called Sieglinde.
And hey, yes, it's quite nice not to be limited by characters like Twitter
Not keen on this, slightly creepy pseudo Wagner.
The monastery strongly reminds me of a very odd place in the Bavarian Alps called Schloss Elmau where I worked as a dishwasher for a summer aged 18-G7 meeting was held there a few years ago. Some memories of climbing above the mist to Ludwig's hunting lodge at Schachen, and hearing cow bells, remote mountain lodges supplied by mule train, a girl called Lorna, and a really strange (even by hotelier standards) proprietor called Sieglinde.
And hey, yes, it's quite nice not to be limited by characters like Twitter
Ah yes: “don’t mention the war”
And it is good to be able to wax lyrical
Ism’t it?
Oh Lord, “borrowed from Wagner…”!😬
As close as we may get to Wagner I fear - borrowed from.....