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About Strasbourg

Found this one bird—Lysa, she called herself. Swear she winked at me like she knew me from a past life. Took her to a dodgy inn, stinkin’ of piss and ale. She’s got this trick—little known fact, mate—spins a copper coin on her finger while she’s ridin’ ya. Fuckin’ hypnotic! “A great cook can come from anywhere,” and so can a great shag, turns out. Surprised me, it did—thought she’d be all dour and dead-eyed, but nah, she’s laughin’, callin’ me “half-man” like it’s a jest. Cheeky bitch.

Retracing the steps of the Otago Infantry Regiment and Otago Mounted Rifles in WW1.

Dude, don't even get me started on the market near Place de la Liberté. It's a circus – boisterous, chaotic, always a mix of rad artists, shrieking bargain hunters, and me yellin’, “You wanna make money? Let's get psycho!” Yeah, that vibe literally pumps your blood!

Private Robert Theophilus Downer – War hero rescued after 107 years