Gorged Bush

Chuck JagermeisterWhen walk­ing home from a pub in Bled (Slove­nia) after a night on the schnapps, be care­ful to steer clear of a hedge that may look ripe for the lean­ing. For it may, as I found out, be hid­ing a six foot drop into someone’s mud­dy back yard. No bro­ken bones, only a bruised arm, a grazed fin­ger, a frac­tured watch and some lost dignity.

Beware also Finnish motor­cy­clists bear­ing gifts of Jägermeister.