Bloody marvellous innit - circa 1940s we didn't want them anywhere near us, but 60 years on and we don't want them to leave. As of Wednesday the lederhosen will be packed up and the strapping Germanians will be back off to Germania *sniffs* - no mulled wine, no big german sausage, no sauerkraut, and worst of all no german cheesy techno and Europe's the "Final Countdown" - der der der......der der der der der........
Until another year mein Herr!
*wanders off singing "We'll meet again"*
*realises it's probably not the most appropriate song*
*sings Dad's Army theme tune instead*
*oh*
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