Limey

I don't want to read anything in to part of the following Wikipedia explanation of the word "Limey" used originally by the "Yanks" to nickname British sailors and later all Brits:

The vitamin C, which occurs as ascorbic acid in citrus fruits, helped make these sailors some of the healthiest at the time due its role in preventing scurvy. However, the British Navy eventually switched from lemons (imported from Europe) to limes (grown in British colonies), not realizing that limes did not contain sufficient Vitamin C.

It seems that not all the off-spring of the criminal Brits deported to Australia and the like are too keen on helping out the Brexiters in the future, unless more of them are allowed Visas to visit their forefathers last residences in places like Wormwood Scrubs.

Amazed to hear today English FA want to talk to a German about the England trainer job. With 16 out of 20 Premier League clubs coached by continental Europeans, one slowly gets the impression of a teeny weeny, tiny little bit of hypocritical thinking emerging.

The Germans know but seldom use the word "Tommy" for Brits and use "Vitamin B" (Beziehung=Contacts) when they refer to dodgy deals with supposed friends.

The Blip is of the village Lime Kiln which was one of my first Blips back in 2011. The parish has decided now to restore it, presumably not back to working order but at least in to museum like order. There was a call for voluntary helpers, especially from retired brickies and chippies.
(I link these words for any German readers totally confused so far.)

Lovely day, Angie out for early ride (see Extra Photo). Looks like a few more good days and hopefully may last until Monday which is a public holiday in all of Germany. The maize silage season has now really kicked off, its dangerous on the roads with contractors whizzing around, much of it for use in BioGas energy units. Farmer Franz phoned midday to say he had done his feed silage yesterday and told us the fields where we could find some cobs at the corners which had not reached the harvesters jaws. The geese quite enjoy a bit of shouting and fighting over one or two cobs and keeps them occupied. With the fields harvested, one can ride over them and Angie will usually stop somewhere to let the horse have a quick snack from a cob on the ground.