Oktoberfest

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This is quite paradoxical but few hours before my father passed away I went out with my wife and a couple of friends to an Oktoberfest at Terrigal. I must say I had a lot of fun, I even danced (must have been first time in years).
Naturally, other than some corny German folk music there is little in common with the actual Oktoberfest. The food was “questionable” and not a lot of selection in German beers. Never the less everyone made a party out of it. Many people even dressed up for the occasion.

You’re sixteen, you’re beautiful and you’re mine

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I came across a contingent of girls running through the Sydney Circular Quay dressed in colourful outfits, singing, dancing and simply having a ball. Every now and than they would stop and serenade a person or a group of people in an outdoor restaurant with the old Johnny Burnette song “You’re Sixteen”. The song is better known from a cover by Ringo Starr. Here is its first verse:

“You come on like a dream, peaches and cream
Lips like strawberry wine
You’re sixteen, you’re beautiful and you’re mine”