29 | August | 2013 | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss

Take the third line of the last song you heard, make it your post title, and write for a maximum of 15 minutes. GO!

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SPEED.

Fine for fast driving
It is not that I am unmusical, I love music, all sorts. Hard Rock, Jazz, Chansons, even Opera and Classic. By the way can someone tell me who Miley Cyrus is? After skimming through some answers to this Daily Prompt, it seems he has the monopoly on modern day music. Do not forget, I am a Golden Oldie and am not up to date with everything in modern music life. I do remember the late Amy Winehouse, a very good singer, and mainly because many said I resemble her (only looks, not voice).

Am drifting of the subject (one of my hobbies), but basically wanted to say that I very rarely actually listen to a song when I am houseworking, writing or doing other things for the benefit of local mankind and felines. At the moment I am listening to the lawn mower as Mr. Swiss has decided the grass is again growing too fast.

Sorry to disappoint, but there will not be a third line as a title from a song I was listening to, and if there was it would probably be in German or Italian, very rarely English. So let us continue with speed. I do not mean methamphetamine, C₁₀H₁₅N as I am a little on the wrong side for drugs at my age. I gave up smoking fifteen years ago and I never smoked cannabis, although I did have a couple of plants in the garden. They were so nice with the five fingered leaves, but I had to throw the male plants away as they were not so nice to look at. What are you thinking? Of course they were only growing for their aesthetic beauty.

The speed I mean can be seen in the photo. My first fine for driving too fast on a Swiss road. Actually it was one of the quieter streets in the village, but somewhere they had a hidden camera or electronic speed registering machine. You just cannot trust anyone today, even the Swiss police – it was very sneaky of them, especially as the fine was addressed to Mr. Swiss. Was he annoyed, not really, he never drives to fast, but he understands all this kilometer speed stuff. I grew up with miles per hour.

Mr. Swiss opened the envelope (that was a mistake). We had two cars at the time because we both belonged to the working population. He worked about 50 kilometers away from where we lived, and I worked a mere four kilometres further along the main road. The car registration number was clearly printed on the form, so I could not talk my way out of it. I had to admit it was me. It was really only about a mere eight kilometres too fast. I was not trying to be a second Michael Schumacher, just driving to work. Now who looks at the speed when only driving a four kilometer distance? I did not, so the fine arrived ten days later by post amounting to Forty Swiss Francs. Luckily this was in the year 2008, today it would probably be twice as much.

Note I hid our address in a photo programme. We do not want any begging letters sent by Internet pirates viewing my world famous blogs in WordPress. They might steal my brilliant ideas and I really do not want to conduct a court case against them for plagiarism. I did not bother with hiding the name, there are thousands with the same name in our country. In the telephone book in one certain village the name Gerber is 90% of the population. I also added a Polaroid frame to make it more authentic, although the Swiss police can confirm that this really happened.

Daily Prompt: Can’t Drive 55

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