The Olympic Games are ending today, but I was well prepared with this book I got at the Grafflmarkt, in which someone has entered all the winners in Munich in 1972. The author was Heribert Lechner and it’s full of diagrams and photos. I think some of the sports have changed since then though.

I’m not really ill but I did finish up in the ENT department of the Klinikum Nord in Nuremberg for five days last week. I had what was described as Neuropathia vestibularis, which could be a virus infection of the ear which attacks the centre of balance. What you see on the photo above is not two pickled cucumbers.

A breakfast:

What looks like a German Saturday lunch, but it was Friday.

Leberkäse (which contains neither liver nor cheese):

Mother Teresa opposite the room where they put warm and cool water in your ears. She may still be regretting being overshadowed by Diana.

Does anyone know what the red flowers are? The yellow are Rudbeckia. I was looking for this but had no photo, then I found them again by accident in the Interkultureller Garten in Fürth (about 19 nationalities have bits of allotment). Latin name would be enough. (Not the one on the left, the multiple daisy-like ones)

LATER NOTE: I am told it’s a form of bergamot – not the one they make tea out of. This looks exactly like the description I had: Monarda didyma, aka scarlet beebalm Indianernessel or Goldmelisse).

Left, tomatoes, centre bitter melons, right fuzzy melons:

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