Biased and unprofessional reports on German books, translation issues and life in Berlin
Monday, 30 June 2008
...imagining the volume of hangover currently being suffered by the drunken fuck-wit who sieg-heiled past our building at one o' clock this morning. I hope he had to get up at 5 am for an extra-early appointment at the job centre, preferably followed by a bollocksing from his ex-wife for not paying maintenance and a date with an angry bank manager. And I hope he bet all next month's dole on Germany winning against Spain.