<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2024 23:13:36 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Schnuckelchen in London</title><description>Das London Tagebuch. In, ueber und um die Hauptstadt der Welt. Und ich mittendrin.</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>388</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-8871039248537835395</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jul 2010 20:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-07T21:59:35.424+01:00</atom:updated><title>07.07.10 1:0</title><description>NIE WIEDER PAELLA!</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2010/07/070710-10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-544720712178989198</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T14:58:05.245+01:00</atom:updated><title>dabei...</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bin ich laut wahl-o-mat ergebnis sogar eine fdp-affine waehlerin. nicht-sozialistin trifft den nagel allerdings genauer auf den kopf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;angeblich (aussage in einigen kommentaren auf times online) wuenschen sich die englaender frau merkel als pm. und das ganz ohne invasion, 70 jahre nach der battle of britain! sooo unzufrieden ist man hier mit fuehrer brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fascinating.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/09/dabei.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-4813304073007235872</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 09:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T10:39:14.245+01:00</atom:updated><title>wahl</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eine frau aus dem osten hat die wahlen in deutschland gewonnen. die deutschen haben die parteien gewaehlt, die sich in den letzten jahren am wenigsten verbogen haben. die cdu ist auf jedenfall christlicher als die spd sozial ist. und die fdp... dazu faellt mir wenig ein. ausser, dass man weiss, was man von ihnen erwarten kann. nicht viel. ich hoffe, ich muss frau schwesterwelles grinsegesicht nicht zu oft sehen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ein blick auf die karte verraet, dass die spd noch viel schlechter abgeschnitten haette, wenn es nicht so viele kleine wahlkreise in nrw gaebe. und dass die linken im osten fast eine grosse koalition mit der cdu bilden koennten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;aber das wahlgeheimnis bleibt gewahrt! nicht mal meine omi sagt mir, wie sie waehlt.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wahl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-8622221069050095200</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-04T14:51:48.068+01:00</atom:updated><title>wahl-o-mat re-sul-tat</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gerade hab ich mich dem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wahl-o-mat.de"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wahl-o-mat test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; der parteienvertraeglichkeit unterzogen. man muss ja sehen, wo man steht, ob links oder rechts, oder gar in der mitte. hier das ergebnis.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjELu75thy9wbbfCnwyLJqTDU2A7a9be7DxHv2amWuBvcGvBhk9shFhvTtiI0avItKZ-DreL1kDcXokpEdPCXEvkjHj0t-4JQ_ovNIOp0YK2QSlmi6ZTgXjDkixy95Mns5Lxf-KcQ/s1600-h/wahlomat2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjELu75thy9wbbfCnwyLJqTDU2A7a9be7DxHv2amWuBvcGvBhk9shFhvTtiI0avItKZ-DreL1kDcXokpEdPCXEvkjHj0t-4JQ_ovNIOp0YK2QSlmi6ZTgXjDkixy95Mns5Lxf-KcQ/s400/wahlomat2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377602878494034770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjELu75thy9wbbfCnwyLJqTDU2A7a9be7DxHv2amWuBvcGvBhk9shFhvTtiI0avItKZ-DreL1kDcXokpEdPCXEvkjHj0t-4JQ_ovNIOp0YK2QSlmi6ZTgXjDkixy95Mns5Lxf-KcQ/s1600-h/wahlomat2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leicht sc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hockiert ueber das augenscheinlich hohe mass an uebereinstimmung mit der fdp. das wird wohl an meinem *n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ö*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; zum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; mindestlohn liegen. und am selbigen zum maximallohn fuer banker. stattdessen sollte es eine mindeststrafe fuer veruntreuung von anleger- und steuergeldern geben (20 jahre sibirien?). denn mit hohem persoenlichen gehalt sollte auch hohes persoenliches risiko einhergehen. aber das steht in keinem wahlprogramm. und ueberhaupt, misch froocht jo keener. die piraten haben nur ein thema, und da stimme ich ihnen voll zu. aber die npd?! liegt's an meiner meinung zu sprachtests fuer vorschulkinder? hochdeutsch fuer alle, jawoll! wieviele bayern, schwaben, sachsen wuerden da durchfallen? mir egal, solange twitter-lingo nicht als deutschvariante akzeptiert wird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;in meinem fortgeschrittenen alter scheine ich immer mehr nach rechts zu ruecken. allerdings konnte ich mit erzwungenem multikulti und frauenquote noch nie viel anfangen. froh bin ich daher ueber meine geringe ueberschneidung mit spd-positionen. was sozialdemokraten in der regierung anrichten koennen, sehe ich schliesslich gerade in england. und die schroeder-spd hat in deutschland fuer die naechsten jahrzehnte genug gutes getan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;meine prognose fuer die wahl: bleibt alles beim alten. und was wird aus opel? hmmm...          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wahl-o-mat-re-sul-tat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjELu75thy9wbbfCnwyLJqTDU2A7a9be7DxHv2amWuBvcGvBhk9shFhvTtiI0avItKZ-DreL1kDcXokpEdPCXEvkjHj0t-4JQ_ovNIOp0YK2QSlmi6ZTgXjDkixy95Mns5Lxf-KcQ/s72-c/wahlomat2009.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-8701538384866591993</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 09:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-12T10:09:49.120+01:00</atom:updated><title>leaving on a jet stream</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;as a huge meteor shower is passing the skies of london tonight, my wonderful boyfriend revealed to me why he wants to leave britain. it's not because of the bleak social prospects of this country, corrupt government or the surveillance cameras at every house and street corner. it's not for the rotten but extortionate education system, or the filthy streets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no, it's because the sky is always overcast when there is an astronomical event happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;any reason is a good reason.  &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-7822749835140828649</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-12T10:02:51.618+01:00</atom:updated><title>men in england</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i have often thought that to be a man in england is a hard lot. not only do they have to commute some 2 hours on cramped trains every morning AND evening so their kids can have a bit of lawn to play on that's bigger than a post stamp. they also never get out of their uniform, the suit, from the age of about 5. they have to earn the mortgage, earn the school fees for the kids, tuition fees... they are, in short, too busy earning a living to actually live. there are exceptions of course, but for the most part, i feel sorry about them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but what's worse, since the 70s feminist movement, all men are potential rapists. since the ian huntley case, all men are also potential child molesters. they never had a chance to develop a normal relationship to the opposite sex, or to children. recently, the writer philip pullman made headlines when he declined a school book reading because he did not want to succumb to nonsense political correctness by paying for a police certificate that proved he was no paedophile. apparently, any adult in the vicinity of children needs to prove he is harmless now. the old legal principle of innocent until proven guilty has long expired and made way to a general, fundamental mistrust between the sexes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to top it all, a suggestion today came from the prime sexist in government, harriet harperson. she attempted to boost her public profile by calling for targets on rape arrests and convictions. not sure what she is saying. there aren't enough rapes being committed, so more men need to be reported, charged and convicted? is she calling on women to point fingers some more? provoke more, if necessary? i have seen english women, and believe me, dear reader, they are not victims. they are the worst bullies, loud-mouthed, arrogant people you will meet, thoroughly to be avoided, and i haven't even said anything about style or taste yet. it must take a lot of alcohol and desperation to force yourself on one of them. so whatever harriet h. has in her mind (which is in dire need of therapy), if these rape targets are introduced, men will BECOME easy targets on the basis of nothing more severe than their gender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;alas... new laws like that have no chance of being passed before the next election, and then...&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/08/men-in-england.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-8000193509752392911</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T22:07:14.958+01:00</atom:updated><title>torn</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;various feelings are wafting through me like a bad smell. there is a feeling of undeserving inactivity, aka boredom. then there is a desire to do something amazing, grand, the envy of the world type thing. and then there is the fear that i'm wasting my time, that i should be productive, should be doing something with my life. other than write a blog i mean. then again, i read somewhere the other day, while sitting idly on the sofa, that the end of retirement is near. we'll all work till we drop dead, and think back with misty eyes to the glorious days of our parents and grandparents who, the day they turned 60, dropped everything and spent the next 25 years in their garden. or in a wheelchair. but those days, what with recession and demographic change (i forget what role global warming played) are over! grit your dentures and zimmer frame your lazy ass to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but instead of being productive in my not even middle age, i'm looking for a new job. which really is pointless&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in july.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/07/torn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-647480398532509076</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-28T16:51:48.096+01:00</atom:updated><title>picasso found out</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0LG9sfNMj5Jnt_Kts0GxKzSf9Ox3oxLko4DBtEcY2LWfADI8v5UEUgTPgldLyZY9CIxAq14Ym_SzrMpbECXODAeSdoGDma-uo0sh3OYXFlkWWoDIsRe1shDr6qAwJZuBJwj8Kpg/s1600-h/picasso.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340901340140415954" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0LG9sfNMj5Jnt_Kts0GxKzSf9Ox3oxLko4DBtEcY2LWfADI8v5UEUgTPgldLyZY9CIxAq14Ym_SzrMpbECXODAeSdoGDma-uo0sh3OYXFlkWWoDIsRe1shDr6qAwJZuBJwj8Kpg/s320/picasso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last monday morning. it's a bank holiday and we sleep in. i wake up around 9. the first ambulance sirens are greeting us, the sun is shining through the curtains. my lover's head is squashed against my head. as i look up into his face, he appears to have an mono-eye in the centre of his forehead. his nose has slipped to his cheek. and i'm thinking - this is what gave picasso his inspiration. he must have woken up one day with one of his *muses* just like i have, nose-on-nose, glanced at her crosseyed, and he must have thought: *i'm gonna paint that!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but how will i explain my inspiration to the art world?*&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/picasso-found-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0LG9sfNMj5Jnt_Kts0GxKzSf9Ox3oxLko4DBtEcY2LWfADI8v5UEUgTPgldLyZY9CIxAq14Ym_SzrMpbECXODAeSdoGDma-uo0sh3OYXFlkWWoDIsRe1shDr6qAwJZuBJwj8Kpg/s72-c/picasso.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-1274922964773701431</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 11:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-22T12:32:04.900+01:00</atom:updated><title>apoliticus slogan</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is probably no honourable politician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so stop wining and revolt.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/apoliticus-slogan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-1255758882469117949</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 10:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-20T11:28:48.687+01:00</atom:updated><title>patthabi jois</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the founder of mysore style ashtanga yoga has died. i remember well the aching muscles my yoga classes in munich gave me. great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10 sun salutations to patthabi jois. &lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/patthabi-jois.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-5917026808837173447</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 12:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-06T13:19:08.871+01:00</atom:updated><title>revelation</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.order-order.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guido fawkes' blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is the only one of all the newssites i browse (plenty of those!) where the postings are more interesting than the user comments. an achievement.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/05/revelation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-924400753935012280</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 22:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-27T23:44:55.797+01:00</atom:updated><title>ein angefressenes schwein oder...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wie die schweinegrippe wirkt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB7pNKo1FPek_dH4dsbiTo5YRTIADuXVbOLzhhQVnmRYnRKZWyqqLY_jzucxn97I5zSVF2eviq9RDckFl_CssO0mF4iXP8s4JzaSiCVaTfXCv3ZDPEv09g-kXbA4k3mXvRDkneAA/s1600-h/piggy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329505563940081778" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJkubS-VtBUh0-4o2s1UkaZpBZkyq0r4WNau5UwzW3Ur4ieqIIoZUtd4HqLOJNNYNoU5m3ExKHF51sErerZ7M5-N8n-zFaSPCjqExOvhwxDZnxQBi1vGwxBVNIZiMomhdU7AH-g/s320/piggy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/ein-angefressenes-schwein-oder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB7pNKo1FPek_dH4dsbiTo5YRTIADuXVbOLzhhQVnmRYnRKZWyqqLY_jzucxn97I5zSVF2eviq9RDckFl_CssO0mF4iXP8s4JzaSiCVaTfXCv3ZDPEv09g-kXbA4k3mXvRDkneAA/s72-c/piggy1.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-1039419070951352912</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 08:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-26T09:51:50.455+01:00</atom:updated><title>record</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am i the last person in the uk that has not seen or heard susan boyle sing? putting her name forward for a special award: schnuckelchen.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/record.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-612491441769634483</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 10:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T12:11:36.028+01:00</atom:updated><title>slim or pay!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what countless tv shows, vogue, and fatbashing research (*fat people cause climate change*) did not achieve, ryanair made it happen: i am thinking about slimming down. why? according to &lt;a href="http://www.spiegel.de/reise/aktuell/0,1518,620468,00.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spiegel online&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the no-spills airline *is considering* an extra fee for overweight passengers. slim waists for slim wallets on the world's leanest meanest airline. what more motivation does a size 14 frequent cheap flyer need? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wonder how will this be tested and enforced. simple, i guess: building on the cabin luggage test, just make all passengers test a mock seat at check in, and if there is some flesh spillage over the armrests, charge them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what could be next...? life wests only for passengers with a bmi of 18 or less? not a bad idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks ryanair for pimping my flight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: i considered the possibility that this was a delayed april fool's joke. but then spiegel online, germany's foremost news website, would have fallen for it. and after all, don't all ryanair announcements sound like jokes?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/slim-or-pay.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-7240930955119118529</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-06T11:55:10.718+01:00</atom:updated><title>glue is the new chocolate</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i used to be told, mostly by my married women friends, that chocolate was better than sex. now b&amp;amp;q offer a competitive product that claims to do the trick just as well. the only disadvantage: you cannot eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWbtJH8Lj6x3fDVCFTZFT9g8DU05tLBRRAAxz569Vk0Hc05OlW2LkxUcWF1yOG6vfUVxsIxdD5U0-ySu7EpGMc5Ic4D2Q16ppBz1_cUuTuFqdKpvAQneuOBzCtUfLVh07mXnkcaA/s1600-h/betterthan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321529997398674306" style="WIDTH: 400px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Ak_qluZLT2IkocB_4sepJopsRxiEKGfSaOXlx5737RArFtwxI_h_GvprxbUv_O8uq3RWMBzSiv2eW6WNygtCNdlHnYR24r49OZodAkhYZND8s97AfwfdMVqmfAvXssAbnO7WCw/s400/butchery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vegetarians: your live may be at risk round here!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/dangerous-maida-vale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Ak_qluZLT2IkocB_4sepJopsRxiEKGfSaOXlx5737RArFtwxI_h_GvprxbUv_O8uq3RWMBzSiv2eW6WNygtCNdlHnYR24r49OZodAkhYZND8s97AfwfdMVqmfAvXssAbnO7WCw/s72-c/butchery.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-1150741579858734419</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T13:54:55.645+01:00</atom:updated><title/><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;office workers in the city have waved 10 and 20 pound notes at g20 protesters in the street. naughty naughty. but wait till you have to go home tonight, guys! anyway, the fact that they did not throw the money out shows how times have changed. the bankers have to hang on to even the smallest notes now! and that with an ever-falling sterling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wouldn't mind joining the protest, but there are so many little groups and causes out there, it's hard to see what i want to identify with. protest against climate change? i'm sure mr climate change is shuddering with fear... anti-war coalition? these guys are only a few years late. how any powerful momentum can be created with so many different, and often opposing groups, is beyond me. i have studied the basics of marx and lenin (east german education!) and i know one thing: a common objective is needed, as is a *vanguard* party. however, these protesters only know what they don't want (important but not enough) and there is no such thing as a leadership, the face and mouth of a united protest, anywhere to be seen. easy game then for the established politicians to fiddle on while the world burns a little more. &lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/office-workers-in-city-have-waved-10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-1418299050863952080</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T10:16:04.754+01:00</atom:updated><title>o-ba-ma ap-ril fool</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;obama is in town and the sirens have not stopped since last night. the prez'dent arrived last night around 8.30 via chopper and *decoy chopper* (quote my boyfriend) at his sleepover at the american ambassador's residence, next to regent's park and therefore not far from us! we could have invited him and his wife (and their decoys?) to a cup of tomato soup! just the cheese sandwiches would not have been well divided by 4... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;next to the us residence is also london's great central mosque. there's irony for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today will see countless (well, about 20) motorcades rushing up and down the main arteries into and around central london, transporting world leaders attempting to play april fool jokes on each other. i hope, no i'm sure, the media will keep us abreast on the best jokes and the scores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;april fool!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-ba-ma-ap-ril-fool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-6225397133206978005</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-11T10:52:07.466+00:00</atom:updated><title>eyeball roller of the week</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazcpCsbfI5m68O5n9Ucp7USPXAPUp4YFFaazsFv1RFksastSEFdHAdomG1IJXzzgJg7q4ptZyXGvnt4A3KdgvRnQNAGu_8RBsrhLobwGQYgdEEefNIVNIdcnK4Yg5kb1b_vSBgA/s1600-h/londonpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311881156357073394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazcpCsbfI5m68O5n9Ucp7USPXAPUp4YFFaazsFv1RFksastSEFdHAdomG1IJXzzgJg7q4ptZyXGvnt4A3KdgvRnQNAGu_8RBsrhLobwGQYgdEEefNIVNIdcnK4Yg5kb1b_vSBgA/s400/londonpool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/03/eyeball-roller-of-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazcpCsbfI5m68O5n9Ucp7USPXAPUp4YFFaazsFv1RFksastSEFdHAdomG1IJXzzgJg7q4ptZyXGvnt4A3KdgvRnQNAGu_8RBsrhLobwGQYgdEEefNIVNIdcnK4Yg5kb1b_vSBgA/s72-c/londonpool.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-2173238584683651959</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 10:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-10T11:16:32.433+00:00</atom:updated><title>propping up the incompetent und die ddr</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*it only stands to reason that where there's sacrifice, there's someone collecting the sacrificial offerings. where there's service, there is someone being served. the man who speaks to you of sacrifice is speaking of slaves and masters, and intends to be the master.* - ayn rand, atlas shrugged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are a lot of quotes appearing on my blog lately. i'm collecting opinions on the *economic crisis* at the moment, and i find that it was all there, described in fiction and philosophy, a long time ago. there is really nothing new about this situation. only our memory is short. or are we surprised that the inevitable finally has happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ich aergere mich ueber deutsche newssites, die diese krise als die schwerste zeit seit 1929 beschreiben. meine omi hat den 2. wk und die jahre nach 1945 miterlebt und wuerde dem wohl widersprechen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ich erinnere mich an die wendezeit 1989-90 in dor ddr und kann mit grosser bestimmtheit sagen, dass der wind bei uns im osten damals schaerfer wehte als 2009. da wurde nicht verstaatlicht und gerettet, da wurde im kurzen prozess privatisiert und abgewickelt! was heute passiert, ist ja ddr light! marode wirtschaft, monatelange wartezeiten auf autos (fiat 500, vw polo), hohe gebaerpraemien (elterngeld) und eine ostdeutsche kanzlerin. da faellt mir glatt das naechste zitat ein: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*den sozialismus in seinem lauf... * - sie wissen schon.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/03/propping-up-incompetent-und-die-ddr.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-6445109361548223158</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 10:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-03T10:52:08.727+00:00</atom:updated><title>delusions</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;usa, 1974: *if the president does it, it is not illegal.* (quote richard nixon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uk, 2009: *the prime minister has said it is not acceptable and therefore it will not be accepted.* (quote harriet harman)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/03/delusions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-5543451751134657936</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 17:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T18:26:43.058+00:00</atom:updated><title>career opportunity</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sebastian (30) is from dessau in east germany, therefore used to be almost my neighbour, and now lives in london, where he works as a butler. his masters are mainly investment bankers and other nouveau riche people with status anxiety, but sebastian himself is a traditionalist from his deferential attitude down to his impeccable manners. discretion is tantamount to butler honour. so far in summary my impressions from an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sueddeutsche.de/finanzen/369/459015/text/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sueddeutsche.de/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sueddeutsche.de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was quite shocked at first to find a fellow east german that sounded so... uncritical, unpolitical and outright fawning over his rich clients (in fact, the words famous and rich featured a lot in the interview). then again, maybe the east german experience makes people perfectly suited for this type of employment. i remember a class reunion last october. 20 years! as we exchanged notes on our lives over the past 10 years since our last get-together (who has no kids or more than 3 kids, who is divorced, has the most money, is even famous?) i realised that my fellow ossis had secure jobs in the civil service, the health service, those who were self-employed were employment-lawyers... in other words, they mostly had played a safe career game. i was slightly bored, and very disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is this craving for job security a ddr legacy? did i miss something? the idea of safety and security over professional and personal fulfilment escapes me. i hope i'm not the only ossi who feels that way. but where do i find those who chose a life not tied to a safety line? &lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/02/career-opportunity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-4517695948745388368</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 21:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T21:52:41.130+00:00</atom:updated><title>happy english family</title><description>&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujQ-Ys96UxgdQ2XezYVI9PJJQJmBaH-tVXYhXKyKBE9VNQE1IiyEYURpcPTflqEQ_l_EG_dexoZL42MI0r7kYfDw7IyR-2RWUZ2guXrfu_76-HNzm1hMW8hKY6rDWd_qM9VR8JQ/s1600-h/kinderalbum1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304629390422070434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujQ-Ys96UxgdQ2XezYVI9PJJQJmBaH-tVXYhXKyKBE9VNQE1IiyEYURpcPTflqEQ_l_EG_dexoZL42MI0r7kYfDw7IyR-2RWUZ2guXrfu_76-HNzm1hMW8hKY6rDWd_qM9VR8JQ/s400/kinderalbum1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as seen by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.titanic-magazin.de/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;titanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-english-family.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujQ-Ys96UxgdQ2XezYVI9PJJQJmBaH-tVXYhXKyKBE9VNQE1IiyEYURpcPTflqEQ_l_EG_dexoZL42MI0r7kYfDw7IyR-2RWUZ2guXrfu_76-HNzm1hMW8hKY6rDWd_qM9VR8JQ/s72-c/kinderalbum1.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-2793437607373975433</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 12:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T12:16:21.678+00:00</atom:updated><title>definition of crisis</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by antonio gramsci, italian political theorist and communist: *the old is dead and the new cannot be born*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a spot on analysis of uk politics and society.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/02/definition-of-crisis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25071243.post-8081941387430275898</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 17:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T12:51:53.092+00:00</atom:updated><title>freedom of expression</title><description>&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3369102968312745410"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fitna video on google&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because i'm fed up with the double standards and haphazard gut feeling that this country seems to base decisions on (*if we are threatened with a demo we'll gladly sacrifice freedom of speech for quiet streets*). here's the video by dutchman geert wilders, called fitna, that the recent commotion is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not great, but it shows how religion does cloud people's minds and reduces them to mindless robots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;judge for yourself. as you should!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://schnuckelcheninlondon.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (SCHNUCKELCHEN)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>