The Swiss can be complicated at times, although Mr. Swiss disagrees and finds the english are more complicated. Who me? Never. Just the simple way I lay the table has an mistake, something to do with driving on the wrong side of the road or walking with your partner on the wrong side. Note the knife. I mean a knife is a knife, but no, a knife is to be placed in the right position with the blade side facing the fork. No problem. I let him change it, it is a free country and we can all do what we want to do. And there is nothing worse than a lonely fork.
Of course the salad dish is on the left next to the fork as a logical connection to eating the salad. We all, most of us (even including complicated me) eat our salad only with the fork. Problems can arise if spaghetti is served. You eat the spaghetti with a fork and large spoon. In this case even the Swiss admit that the fork is now on the right side and the spoon on the left. What does complicated Mrs. Angloswiss do in this case. She puts the salad dish on the right, because that is where the fork is now. However, a disagreement arises Mr. Swiss finding that the salad dish should remain on the lefthand side of the plate, as always. We did exchange a few words about this develpment, but I decided to give up. There are more important things to discuss other than table arrangements.
The problem can develop if you take a walk with your swiss partner, and you are british. I tend to walk on the left side away from the traffic, but apparently this is complicated in Switzerland and the women walk on the right side of the man. Up to now I have not been pushed into the street under a moving car, so I suppose it must be safe. I confronted Mr. Swiss with this problem, and he did say that if there is traffic on the road, then a dispense is issued and the woman walks on the left side.
My older son is lefthanded. By the way yesterday was the day to honour lefthanded people, althogh neither he nor I noticed this. He is autistic, and for some unknown reason autistic people tend to be left handed. It is a way of life for No. 1 son and it never really bothered me that when he drew an object it always came from the opposite direction. No. 2 son is also lefthanded, but not quite. He is ambidextrous, meaning equal use of the right and lefthand. This is not easier but even more complicated.
We “normal” righthanders, even lefthanders, know how to handle our writing, drawing, and even tying shoe laces. The ambidextrous have to think it over and often arrive at a complicated solution, although everything works well eventually. I remember when No. 2 son would draw as a kid. The whole table was covered with varius colured pencils. This was because he neither drew with his right or lefthand, but drew with the hand that was nearest to the pencil colour he wanted. It was a co-ordination of the right and lefthand side of the paper, but he managed to reach a good result.
Every mother has to show her children how to tie the shoe strings. No big problem, one of the proud duties of motherhood. However try to show your ambidextrous offspring how to do it when he is still undecided which hand to apply. This can become a very complicated operation, especially if the school teacher tells you that your son has learning problems. You visit the school psychiatrist to clear things up and the school psychiatrist tells you your son is bored in school, because he can do it all already. Everything he is learning, he can already do it, and there is absolutely no problem. Amibidextrous? The only problem being to know which hand to apply. She made a few tests, which confirmed her results and added if ever my son wanted to he could visit her any time – to relieve the boredom?
I do not think he did visit her as the computer moved in at home in the meanwhile and he was then exploring the possibilities of shooting down aircraft and painting landscapes with a Wizzball. He also won prize of the year in the commecial school, so it seems being ambidextrous is not so bad after all.
When Albert Einstein discoverd E=mc2 everyone probably thought he was getting complicated again, and when Stepen Hawkins decided to find out where the black holes originated, people shook their heads. Somewhere on this planet there will be somebody that discovers what a stroke of genius Mrs. Angloswiss has by placing the spoon on the left, and the salad bowl on the right with the fork, to simplify eating the salad with the spaghetti, but she is english and the british have problems with the righthand and lefthand side of life. They even drive on the wrong side of the road.