Daily Prompt: A Tale of Two Cities – I am now a stay-at-home

If you could split your time evenly between two places, and two places only, which would these be?



I was really not in the mood for writing re-churned old prompts today. Usually I can do it, looking at everything from a different point of view, but today we can be glad that we can travel. The photo? I happened to be in town last week, which is only a 10 minute journey with the local train from our village, and this building brought back memories. On the first floor, the windows once belonged to my home with Mr. Swiss and four children. Living in town was useful. It was near the main railway station and it was one of those old solid built apartments with rooms big enough to “swing a cat in”, although at that time we had too many children to bother with cats as well.

Yes, it was old, but served our purpose. The older children each had their own room and the younger two shared, although at that time my oldest was in a boarding school during the week as he was handicapped being autistic. We had a room in the attic which we shared with a couple of mice and some spiders, although it wasn’t too bad: just for storage really. We had a cellar which was more like a dungeon, but useful for keeping the bottles. I remember once someone broke into the cellars and stole our empty crate to transport the wine bottles they stole from the other neigthbours; even then you were not safe in your own four walls.The building originated from the 1930’s and not very much had been modernised, although we did get new windows. I was permanently getting fined for parking my car in front of our garage door, because there were no places free and in any case Mr. Swiss had his car in the garage. I would pay a visit to the police station, explain that if I didn’t park there, someone else would and they would cancel my parking ticket, with a warning that what I was doing was not correct. No, they did not apologise for issuing it.

Anyhow, I have travelled, seen a lot of the world but today I have no real longing (except perhaps one day to meet a blogging friend, but she too is a golden oldie, so we connect online). Who wants to go to another country, it is no longer safe is it? I know it was Paris, but it could have been London, Berlin, even Zürich which is an hour away by train. We are becoming stay at home people. A Tale of Two Cities remains a book title for me. There was a discussion on our TV yesterday about these terrorists and what to do. One of the guests in the studio was a reporter that I very much admire. He is a German reporter, often is on Swiss TV with his commentaries and has lived in the middle east for many years. He said other powers should never have mixed into countries where we do not understand their way of life. Something I said in connection with the conflict in the Ukraine – it is a Russian problem, we do not understand their ways, let them get on with it, but no: we Europeans had to mix into it – not to mention Iraq etc. etc. So enough, just saying.

And splitting my time evenly between two places is dangerous. I might be in the wrong place at the wrong time, but we no longer really know what the right place is.

I suppose not bad for a prompt that I did not want to answer for the second time in any case.

Daily Prompt: A Tale of Two Cities – I am now a stay-at-home

13 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: A Tale of Two Cities – I am now a stay-at-home

    • When we lived there it was still in the original form. An old central heating system and for cooking gas. Even the hot water was from a gas flow heater. The rent was not so expensive and we really had enough room for a large family.

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  1. Even I want to visit Blackstone valley to meet Marilyn, Vancouver to meet Andy, many more and of course Switzerland to meet…..no, you guessed it wrong not you but Tabby 🙂 though it would be interesting to find out that are you actually so tall ? I mean you look so tall in pics. 6 ft + eh???…..lol

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    • I am sure Tabby is flattered, just bring her some tuna fish and she is happy. Although oldies tend to shrink as the years go bye, I am 5 ft. 10 inches (1m 75) approximately, which is quite tall. My two sons are even taller.


      • I agree. As WordPress changes from an open source based service to a more paid model, you may see customer service stepping up. I have to be patient with it as well. It used to be 100% community based help, now it’s a hybrid of that and a new “paid” model. We should still give feedback, I agree recycled prompts are weak and unnecessary. There are so many new ideas waiting to be used.


  2. Was the world ever safe? Now we have terrorists with bombs and guns, but before we had highwaymen with guns and knives. Getting murdered used to be a more personal event. You got to look into each other’s eyes while you slaughtered each other. Now I’m just depressed.

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    • Yesterday the whole town of Brussels in Belgium was more or less closed down because of a similar Paris suspicion. Almost everyone stayed at home, the cinemas were closed, the shops were closed, the town was closed and up to now nothing happened. So the terrorists were lost for a battle. I ask how long will Brussels have to wait until it happens and it will eventually. I used to enjoy a good police film on the TV, now it just sickens me when I realise that all that playing with guns for a suspense as become real. Real people are being killed.


  3. What a beautiful building! It can be fun to go back to familiar places to see how they have changed. I used to drive across Chicago sometimes to see my grandparent’s old building. I think the German reporter is right. Americans tend to think they have to meddle and fix other’s problems but it can be best to mind your own business. Stay safe, Anglo Swiss!

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    • I see this building often as I do not live very far away, in a village and often go into town. The reporter did not only mean the americans but all nations that meddle in something they do not really understand. Switzerland is probably one of the lucky countries, but my dad is in London and my son often attends international conferences. No-one is safe today.


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