So, myaunt_mary visited my place in the Lüneburg Heath, the North German wilderness where barbarians dwell. It was a
great pleasure for me, and I thoroughly enjoyed visiting some places together; it also was a great honour for me that myaunt_mary accompanied me to the weekly Go workshop I instruct at the local school, and the (currently only two) kids were delighted to play against such a nice “special guest”, and “hand talk” seemed to work really well.
I, BTW, got blown away (no real surprise) when I chose to play w/o handicap, just black, on 9x9.
The visit at the Hamburg Go Club was very cool: I got to watch a few really
amazing games like I’d never before seen … I had the feeling I’d grown two stones stronger through pure osmosis

such a calm way of playing,
superficially non-aggressive, until the opponent suddenly realizes what great loss would happen, it was a surprise—apparently a nice one—for the strongest players there to take HC

It was the best example I’ve ever seen of what somebody wrote somewhere else (I don’t remember where it was): “In Go you don’t kill stones, the opponent lets them die.”
You’re welcome any time, myaunt_mary, should you ever visit Germany again!
Here’s a photo I took of us both at the departure today morning at Hamburg’s main railway station where myaunt_mary mounted the ICE train to the next destination:
Greetings, Tom