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Reg, Reg, Reg. I mean, really. Somehow, I highly doubt our buddy Ignaz was reading about the wedding and suicides of Hitler and Eva Braun, or anything else about Nazi Germany, when out for a lark on the MHT bus. Tsk, tsk. No more than *you* were likely recently engrossed in a book about the bloody "misadventures" of the British Empire in India and elsewhere, or of the English in Scotland or Ireland, I should think-- as my quarter-Danish side helpfuly feels compelled to point out. :-) Who knows what world wars might have been fought over those scenarios, had the balance of power been different in the world, after all?? Ahem. But as it happens, I actually WAS reading about the very subjects you attributed to Iggi's perusal, and just yesterday morning, in the wee hours, in fact-- albeit scarcely for the first time. Still, I hadn't known that Crazy Eva got married in a navy dress with sequins, and killed herself in a black dress trimmed with a red rose design. Goody for her...not. Let's just say I felt truly sorry for the fate of the dog, Blondi. The ENTIRE fate, having to be the hound of Hitler, not just the fatal cyanide test. 'Twas all in the book *Endgame, 1945* by David Stafford of the University of Edinburgh (Little, Brown, & Co., 2007), which I recently obtained for info it contains about a certain personage I'm researching-- NEITHER the aforementioned bride nor groom, however, cringe. I already know WAY more than I ever care to about THEM. As for your joke about blonds having more fun, in that context, whether about the poor dog or the stereotypic "Aryan" or whatever: boo, hiss. Better luck next chapter!
Hey, is it just me or has anyone else noticed that their waistline is shrinking as we're going back through the years?
i start my slimming today..
Tee hee and a half! I was soooo skinny back then, sigh. What one calls model-thin. My figure has long since become a bit more matronly, and though I guess I shouldn't complain, the young girl that's still inside me doesn't like it one bit. She's decided I wanna be ultra-thin again for old times' sake. Looks like it's carrot cutlets and a trip to the gym for me! ;-)