Complete with a rose beetle – shot taken on the porch on a bowl of my own raspberries
Spring fair in Solothurn
Complete with a rose beetle – shot taken on the porch on a bowl of my own raspberries
Spring fair in Solothurn
I don’t really borrow stuff. I organise my own possessions and so does Mr. Swiss. What he has I have to and vice versa. My youngest son might borrow a book, but that is rare. I do not have new books, they are all on my Kindle. Now and again I might borrow a record from my oldest son, and that is a technical master plan.
My oldest son is autistic, now 46 years old, so no more surprises in that direction and he collects things, records and CD’s. He also listens to the music of course.
You think “what a lot of records”, do not, that is just part of the collection. The two drawers with the CD’s and the shelf with the LP’S.
Of course, this has been going on for years. I remember when we bought him his bedroom furniture many years ago. The collection was then a drawer full of CD’s. We spoke with the furniture man. It was a good shop in our area, and he advised it would be a good idea to have the drawars tailored to the size of the CDs. Here you can see only the first row, the second row is behind them, and this is only part of the collection.
Here is the top row. He has over 2,000 CD’s and LP’s and could probably start his own radio station. So what do we have? Everything from the sixties onwards. Somewhere there is an original Beatles first LP from my teenage days. Otherwise of course he has the complete Beatles and Rolling Stones. I cannot list them all, although he could. All I know is that if I ask “do you have anything from The Who or Supertramp” it is just a very quick movement with the hand, he knows exactl where each CD is..
Now and again his mum likes to be reminded of her teenage music days and timidly asks No. 1 son if she can borrow a record to listen to. This is no problem, I just have to say the name of the singer and song and he reaches into this mass record collection and shows me where the needed CD is. Of course, they are all organised. He is autistic, and order must be, which is actually very good. On the other hand if he is not at home and I want to listen to one of his archived collection, I take it out of the drawer. Son No. 1 comes home, and after a few minutes asks where his CD record ???? is. He finds it is not there where it should be, because mum has taken it. He notices immedaitely that the organisation has been disturbed. He has no problem with this, he just wants to be certain that it has not disappeared to the land of borrowed and lost records.
And here we have the remainder which seem to be the Pete Townsend, Eric Clapton, Pink Flloyd seclection. I could not get them onto one photo. Not only does he know where each record is but he can supply you with the names of the pieces on the various records and the year when they were recorded as well as who played what in the recording. As I said you can always borrow a record, but please return it afterwards as a piece of the mysterious puzzle would be missing.
Rainman, Dustin Hoffman is nothing in comparison. OK, perhaps I would have been happer if he had been a wizard at poker, but money is not everything when you can supply the local radio station with records, although his fame has not yet gone that far.
Now and again a small parcel arrives, CD shaped, from a recording he found in an obscure place after a long search: some sort of rare number that I had never heard of. He is a walking lexikon and knows almost everything about the musicians from the sixties onwards. If there is a discussion about the facts of recordings amongst the musicians in our area, they often say, ask him he will know. Anyone want to borrow a CD?
Decided to begin with one of my duck/swan photos from this week. Actually this is from Mr. Swiss, as they did not get together on one photo for me and I had to crop this to get them all nicely in the picture, otherwise they would have been three specks on the horizon. Mr. Swiss is not the close-up person for taking photos. He remains at a safe distance.
I wanted to get up not exactly early, but not too late. I know it is Sunday, and I am a golden oldie, but there are still things to be done and I do not like stress on Sunday. On the other hand my calendar is empty, I have no important appointments, so why bother. I asked Mr. Swiss whether I should do him some breakfast and he said yes, so I had to spread an extra slice of bread and jam, more stress and time consuming work.
This morning is ironing morning although no problem. I can listen to one of my records whilst ironing. I think today it will be a Tom Waits morning.
Mr. Swiss found I should make Rösti for lunch. The Swiss potato dish of grated raw potato, fried with diced bacon and flattened in the pan to look like a potato pancake. I think I have a photo somewhere of one of my creations. Better made in a non stick pan as you can turn it in one piece better to get it brown on both sides.
As it has diced bacon, we call it a Bernese Rösti. In the Kanton of Bern they do it with bacon. The problem is now that I decided to do a Ratatouille with it, you know Aubergine, Courgettes, Tomato and Peperoni all fried up and spiced which means peelling, chopping and slicing, all time taking tasks, but if you want to produce a 5 star meal, you have to donate a sacrifice, invest energy and time into it. Meat: of course, it wil be lamb filets, at least that will go quickly. “What did you say Mr. Swiss? With a herb butter” – as I said no rest for the wicked, so I will be a busy housewife this morning.
I must now move on further, the vacuum cleaner and mop are waiting and I still have my appointment with the ironing board afterwards (together with Tom Waits of course).
Enjoy your Sundays and do not plan such complicated meals as I did. It is a short good morning today, but can only get better – I hope.
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