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Something to stimulate the imagination.

This photo was taken on Sunday, 25 November 2012, 17:46:25.

I remember the good old days…when there was nothing in the Valley, just three Gwiebs: Haainrieg, Tomidaakis, Challas and Kwie sitting on Pratt’s Square listening to the call call call of a Red-chested-Cuckoo, a Red-chested-Cuckoo, a Red-chested-Cuckoo…

During the past three months a lot has changed in Hobovalley. It is our playground.

We have built a dome like structure which can be attached to the Square and inside it Pygie preaches Gwied Gospel on a weekly basis.

The other day I built a Kickpipe which is able to shoot tennis balls just like a machinegun and whenever Kwie challenges me with his Goebbels-vehicle I do not hesitate to open fire.

The MONSTER is nearly complete. We are planning a big party, all Gwiebs are invited and everybody will arrive with their brand new Oerteltanks.

At the end of the day the Jahgwhieba requires a father figure…