It was simply a joke. In bad taste, I grant you. But let's concern ourselves with bigger things...

Hope you have a nice holiday avoiding velocity-aided 12 year olds.

Now you think you caught me with my Lederhosen down...

Actually, it happens most of the time in the area around Salzburg and the US film industry, calls it "The Sound of Music" which again is, of course, a stereotype of Austrian behaviour and values seen from a Hollywood perspective...

But, watching the trailer of 'Eat, Pray, Love' I decided to spend my next vacation biking through the awesome serenity of the paddy fields of Bali (probably Kuta, Seminyak or Krobokan), waving to the farmers along the way - and praying that no mini bus loaded with tourists or local 12 year old child on his motorbike (overloaded with three other kids) is getting me! So I probably have to find an old and wise guru first who can read my palms and predict my future, I suppose there is a whole bunch of them around in Bali!

The hills are alive with the sound of... incest?

Dear Marmz - I forgot about this weirdo, because I was already living abroad when they finally caught him, so it has to be counted as a valid entry by you! Also, Austria was of course also the birthplace of "who cannot be named" and I do NOT mean Mozart and Haydn!

Anyway, I have to go now for my daily evening yodeling practice....