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Perhaps, Barb could attend that course too, for a "Mustangführerschein"!Tree volunteers to translate this... Well, no, I don't speak German but I can imagine what she's saying!!!
Perhaps, Barb could attend that course too, for a "Mustangführerschein"!Tree volunteers to translate this... Well, no, I don't speak German but I can imagine what she's saying!!!
I think Naschen has to do with 'nibbling'Tree volunteers to translate this... Well, no, I don't speak German but I can imagine what she's saying!!!
I could offer these translationsI think Naschen has to do with 'nibbling'
First time I've seen a tractor with front fenders. No surprise it's a Porsche.As a child I saw some of these machines in the fields.
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Or he's just coming home from one.the smiling of that man let us easely imagine, how he is on the way of one of the most perverse parties to be imaginend, with sex, drugs and rocknroll......
I have a friend who still has the one his father and grandfather bought in the early 50’s.My father farmed back in the 50's, and I can remember ridinng on the tractor with him as a young kid. He had an International Farmall tractor very similar to this one.
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Yes, that's what I always felt when riding the tractor with him.I have a friend who still has the one his father and grandfather bought in the early 50’s.
About a year ago, we rebuilt and repainted the rotor tiller that attaches behind.
The machine is still almost showroom as it is maintained and kept indoors, just a bit smaller than this one.
The father would ride that thing, tilling an unused field to keep the weeds down up until his late 80s and loved riding that thing…his little bit of zen.
You saw number 5 in the fields as a child? I guess life in the DDR wasn't that bad.As a child I saw some of these machines in the fields.
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There's seems to be some connection between supercars and tractors.First time I've seen a tractor with front fenders. No surprise it's a Porsche.
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Stands to reason - must have been some pretty girls in the DDR. Who else would the Stasi use to compromise MI-6 agents?You saw number 5 in the fields as a child? I guess life in the DDR wasn't that bad.
Did Agent Moore ever go to East Berlin?Stands to reason - must have been some pretty girls in the DDR. Who else would the Stasi use to compromise MI-6 agents?
Now, there's a story idea.
If she did, I’m sure there’s a good story to be written about how that turned out.Did Agent Moore ever go to East Berlin?
I wonder if this should be a Cruxton Abbey spy story. Barbara Moore, a young American exchange student goes to East Berlin for some reason (have to figure that out yet) and is denounced as a spy. She ends up in that famous building in Berlin that is now a museum, but used to be where people disappeared. Wragg and friends (who are somehow related to MI-5, or 6 (whichever is more appropriate) have to try to rescue her in a series of elaborate, foolproof, and ultimately useless schemes. Throw in some whipping, a cross, a touch of nudity, and a few bottles of East German Volksriesling, and it pretty much writes itself.If she did, I’m sure there’s a good story to be written about how that turned out.
Bring it on!I wonder if this should be a Cruxton Abbey spy story. Barbara Moore, a young American exchange student goes to East Berlin for some reason (have to figure that out yet) and is denounced as a spy. She ends up in that famous building in Berlin that is now a museum, but used to be where people disappeared. Wragg and friends (who are somehow related to MI-5, or 6 (whichever is more appropriate) have to try to rescue her in a series of elaborate, foolproof, and ultimately useless schemes. Throw in some whipping, a cross, a touch of nudity, and a few bottles of East German Volksriesling, and it pretty much writes itself.
Barbara goes to East Berlin as tourist and is mistaken for a spy, also named Barbara Moore. She can't get the Stasi to believe her and is tortured to provide information she doesn't have.I wonder if this should be a Cruxton Abbey spy story. Barbara Moore, a young American exchange student goes to East Berlin for some reason (have to figure that out yet) and is denounced as a spy. She ends up in that famous building in Berlin that is now a museum, but used to be where people disappeared. Wragg and friends (who are somehow related to MI-5, or 6 (whichever is more appropriate) have to try to rescue her in a series of elaborate, foolproof, and ultimately useless schemes. Throw in some whipping, a cross, a touch of nudity, and a few bottles of East German Volksriesling, and it pretty much writes itself.
Barbara goes to East Berlin as tourist and is mistaken for a spy, also named Barbara Moore. She can't get the Stasi to believe her and is tortured to provide information she doesn't have.
And, it would probably be MI6, they are responsible for foreign intelligence. The spy Barb is one of their people and Wragg and co assume that that is woman who was captured. In fact spy Barb was just on holiday with a "friend" in Switzerland.
That's actually quite good. But you know if I write it, it will be a comedy/spy story. Mind you the double Barb angle would fit that perfectly. I'll see what I can do.And so Barbara Moore, innocent American exchange student from Minnesota, ends up in deep shit with the Stasi, while the other Barbara Moore, Mi6 spy on holiday in Switzerland gets blamed for an Mi6 operational fiasco and is recalled to London to face extreme disciplinary measures?
You Moore women do seem to have a propensity for getting into trouble.And so Barbara Moore, innocent American exchange student from Minnesota, ends up in deep shit with the Stasi, while the other Barbara Moore, Mi6 spy on holiday in Switzerland gets blamed for an Mi6 operational fiasco and is recalled to London to face extreme disciplinary measures?
I was thinking comedy would be perfect, like one of those 60s spy movie spoofs - not the Mike Myers ones, the real ones, like "Our Man in Havana".That's actually quite good. But you know if I write it, it will be a comedy/spy story. Mind you the double Barb angle would fit that perfectly. I'll see what I can do.