It has become a tradition of some sort to have a mid winter garden party. There are several things you need to have. First you need a nice fire to heat up the chilly bones and to barbecue the meat on. Second you need friends that take wine with them, because during the party only wine is being drunk.
And this year there was a special guest by the name of Sjoerd (with shawl around his neck).
In July 2009 we had his wedding and he has been living in Bangladesh ever since. So you see everybody returns to Nijmegen eventually.


So that seems good news for me to, then
too
dammit
You’re still getting used to the language. Oxford is quite difficult when it comes to the language they speak there.