Tsjoch!

Son P. came with us back from Seesen. That lies close to the Autobahn, a short detour for, and no detour for him, but much cheaper and pleasant than a trip with local trains. A win-win.
At home he presented me with a belated father's day gift, a bottle of Frysian Beerenburg, imported from the Netherlands. This specific brand is the only one who may call their drink "Beerenburg", after the name of the inventor in the 17th century. All others must write "Berenburg". Sounds a bit like whiskey and whisky :)

Later sons P. and R. went M.+C. to see Pi. for the first time.
PS: "tsjoch" means cheers in Frysian, one of the two native languages spoken in the Netherlands