Just chatting about Chateau Meiland

People, last night there was suddenly a new season of the Meilandjes. Where I had a little overdose of ‘wijnen’ and ‘meid’ from SBS6 last December, I now jumped for joy. I had missed them.

1. Martien has quit smoking and has actually gained five kilos, which has him completely in his ‘up’, but what do I think of Erika Renkema, what a delightful, delicious woman.

2. How she throws everything around in the kitchen and is grabbing the minced meat from between the pits, all accompanied by a curse and a ‘you can eat off the floor here, there's enough’: I can't get enough of it. Afterwards, she's sitting in her teddy at breakfast, calling the French landfill. The garbage isn't being picked up, so what should she do with it? She's irritated that no one is answering. It's twelve minutes past nine and they should be open by nine. Oops. A lady on the line. ‘I'm not the landfill.’ When she giggles, she suddenly becomes a girl again.

3. What do you do with the garbage? Erika knows. Set it on fire. Pour gasoline over it (‘yes, that's allowed, don't throw it on fire, but on something you want to set on fire’) and hats. Oh, what fun they have. Branches included, everything. Martien fantasizes about glühwein and satay with peanut sauce, while Maxime is bruising/breaking her wrist or whatever. How long does the ice need to be on it, she wants to know. ‘Iron? What do you need iron on that wrist for?’ Oh guys, did I already say that I missed you?

4. I also find Martien's signature scarves so delightful, of which I get scared every time. Rarely clumsy with all that tinkering, but that doesn't matter.

5. Martien would like something to drink. ‘I have a very dry lap.’

Dear Meilandjes, welcome back. I am happy with your return. And so are 1.8 million other Dutch people. Until next week.

Image: SBS