My parents seem to like it when I introduce my friends to them. So I took some of them to the beautiful south. As my parents have a nice big house with a nice big (read huge to Dutch understanding) garden my friends were thoroughly impressed. In the absence of a barbecue we dug a pit, put four poles around and stuck some chicken wire on it. Et voila, a good way to char the meat.
The next morning we went site seeing in a graveyard in Roermond and we took a walk in the forest near my parents house.
the young cool people in New Zealand would say
‘sweet as bro’