Sunday was a day filled with more than a little anxiety for the Brits, as reports came in of the deteriorating situation at the British airports. But thankfully our hosts did a grand job taking our minds off it with a U-Boot trip.
Tellus and Grimm swap Rock n' Roll Wrestling moves, while Karsten scans the skies for signs of the ash cloud...




Plynkes falls victim to a German practical joke.

Loading Captain Blood's Currywurst aboard for the journey.

U-Boot bunks.

The Laboe Naval Memorial.


Björn acting the goat.

Björn acting the goat again. The speech bubbles aren't too far from the truth. That is actually what he was doing at this point.

Looking southwest (ish?) from the top of the memorial towards Kiel.

And in the other direction out into the Baltic.

About all I got to see of Hamburg.
In the exciting climax of the movie, the British LAFers scrape through into Gatwick in the nick of time, just ahead of the ash cloud...

(Artist's impression)
Thanks to all those who put in the hard work to organise this smashing weekend, putting on games, sorting out venues and food and drink, driving us Brits around like we were lord and lady muck, putting folks up in their houses, and anything else I've forgotten. Thanks also to everybody, German, Swede, Dane* (and Anglo-Dane) and Brit, for the priceless gift of a long weekend's worth of fellowship. That's something you can't buy online or in a gaming store.
*Except Thorbjørn, of course.
