Flower of the Day: 22.08.2016 Hollyhock

Wasps and Hollyhock 21.08 (4)

Could not resist this action photo of a bee deciding to pollinate my hollyhock. This is the real thing, starring the bee covered with pollen and attempting to make a further attack at the center of the hollyhock. There is no time to waste, perhaps tomorrow the flower has folded up and will refuse entrance. Yes. there is always excitement in my garden in some corner somewhere.

Flower of the Day: 22.08.2016 Hollyhock

Share Your World:2016 Week 34

What is your favorite comfort snack food?

Banana skin 19.08 (2)

At the moment the banana, if the fly does not get there first. Sorry about him, but I was just trying out my new macro lens and he arrived at the right moment.  I can be glad to be able to eat anything that does not remind me I have eaten it half an hour afterwards at the moment. I have learnt to avoid certain things that have a negative influence on my digestive organs. All milk products, with the exception of hard cheese, my beloved cranberry juice of which I drank a third of a glass every evening and any sort of salted nuts or similar. I am actually on a discovery journey to find what it is that I should not eat. When I am finished I will be the skeleton sitting in the corner wondering if there is anything I can eat without having a problem. My doc gave me so many mixures of stuff to try and none of it worked. I am now almost 2 weeks free of my body trying to devour me, so I must be on the right way somewhere.  There is no such thing as comfort food, just food what the body accepts and leaves you with no bad memories.

 
Is the paper money in your possession right now organized sequentially according to denomination and with the bills right side up and facing the same way?

Money

This is the only paper money in my possession at the moment and I only have it in my purse to pay any debts I might have. This is a 100 Swiss Franc note and do not ask me about the guy, Alberto Giacometti, on the note, although I think he was some sort of artist. For example if Mr. Swiss tanks up the car, I give him half. If he goes shopping and forgets to take my post office card, I give him cash afterwards. We have our own financial system as most households. Otherwise I do not deal in paper money, I live on plastic. I have a selection of cards, but use mainly the post office card, now and again the bank card, and very seldom the credit card.

I have become a plastic housewife over the years and I am loving it. I do not even pay my debts in money over the counter, that is all done on the computer. I never sort my notes, if I have them, they are usually creased up in a corner of my purse and I have to take them out and examine them to see what they actually are. The Swiss seem to be producing new notes with different designs regularly. When I entered Switzerland they had lovely notes with mountain flowers, a thing of the past.

 

If you were a mouse in your house in the evening, what would you see your family doing?

Present from my cats

If you were a mouse in my house in the evening, you would probably not see anything as this would be your likely fate. Our house cat does not like rivals, and if you can eat them, all the more to make sure their existence is terminated. I think I took this photo a few years ago. Otherwise if a mouse would be where I am, she will hear the tapping of the keyboard on the computer and see the lights of the screen. If she decided to roam into the realm of Mr. Swiss, she would be watching the news on the TV, or pehaps a german criminal programme.

 

Would you rather not be able to read or not be able to speak?

That depends on who is answering the question. Mr. Swiss finds not being able to speak would be a good answer for me, and I find that speaking is one of my favourite pasttimes. On the other hand we both like reading a book. I think this question meets a dead end and would be a source of negative discussions in the family, so let’s leave it out.

 

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

I was grateful that I more or less stayed healthy without any negative allergies to food and that my macro lens arrived.
This week has nothing to look forward to and I really do not need any excitement or unknown events happening at the moment. I like it quiet and peaceful. I forgot, I would like to see a group of butterflies sitting on my flowers in the garden, waiting for their photos to be taken with my new macro lens. I would also like a few spiders, bugs and whatever for the same reason. I like variety in my garden. I would also like to see a bat. A friend has one that lives under the overhang of her roof and she can observe him and what he does. Now that would be an interesting subject for my camera.

I do not think I have left anything out, when you are a golden oldie you tend to forget things.

Share Your World: 2016 Week 34

Daily Prompt: Fifty – Twenty Years Ago

I spent my 50th birthday surrounded by memories of Paolo Conte and I even found my memories in a cupboard which I really thought I no longer had. I will be 70 years old next December and we are now talking about 1996, my 50th birthday. They grey streaks were already there in my hair, but I was still a working woman as the Swiss state considered I was still able to fight the good fight daily in the office.

Now to Paolo Conte. He was actually an Italian lawyer, but would compose songs and play the piano. It was probably a side line at the beginning, but he soon made his name, I discovered him and eventually had a Paolo Conte record collection of his songs. I loved listening to this guy. Now and again he would mix a little bit of english into the words, although he spoke pigeon english and I spoke pigeon Italian, so I knew what he was singing about. To give you an idea you can listening to the video, or not – your choice.

One day my friend in the office asked me about Paolo Conte and said she would like to listen to one of his records, whether I could lend her one. Of course and I gave her a selecion which she seemed to be quite happy about.

50th BirthdaySome weeks later I reached my 50th birthday. I was congratulated, given cards and we probably drank something on the occasion and food was supplied. It was office custom, I was working at the time with a great bunch of people and there were no problems. It was a time when the economic situation was OK, there was plenty of work for everyone, and there were no big ideas about streamlining the work, taking away the pleasure and spoiling the fun.

Birthday CardI got a few birthday cards from various companies who were our agents and naturally from my company. I even found the cards at home, lingering in a place waiting to be re-discovered after 20 years.You are only 50 years old once in your lifetime so make the most of it and treasure the memories.

Today I am glad I saved these memories. The cards bore signatures and some of the people I still meet today, although we have all moved on. Some are retired and have become golden oldies like myself. Others are still working but in other places. It was a good time and I often look back with good feelings. Some of those working in other countries for our agents I meet in Facebook.

And now back to Paolo Conte. I was actually surprised that my girlfriend in the office had discovered the advantages of Paolo Conte and pleased. that she wanted to listen to his music. It was then that a strange envelope appeared on my desk, a couple of weeks before my birthday. It  was a very original card with a copy of the record cover I had given to my friend to listen to on the outside and inside there were greetings from my office colleagues with an envelope. Inside the envelope were two tickets for a Paolo Conte concert. He would be playing in Bern, in the concert hall, and the tickets were for me and Mr. Swiss to go and see him. The concert was already on 27th November hence the early delivery of the card.

My boss is originally Italian and I also knew his family quite well. Of course he knew Paolo Conte, especially as his mother was also a keen fan. Must be something with us women and Paolo Conte! He had also organised two tickets for his mother and himself as well. and so on that memorable evening we made our way on the 40 kilometer journey by motorway to Bern. Of course it was one of the early snowfalls of the Winter season and as we drove further the snow fell thicker and thicker until we arrived in Bern and parked our cars in the Station Parkhouse. Driving through bern is not advisable in the evening, especially with snow. We caught a tram and arrived at the concert hall.

It was a fantastic concert. Paolo gave his best, he had a good backing group. My boss and Mr. Swiss enjoyed the music, my boss’s mother and I absorbed the music, it was an evening never to be forgotton. We made our way home. The snow was now coming thicker and the motorway was covered in snow. Mr. Swiss does not like driving in Winter conditions at the best of times, and neither do I. My boss had no big problem with his car, although snow is not exactly his favourite and his mother remarked “that it had to snow when Paolo Conte gave a concert in Switzerland”. It is when it begins to get colder and freezes and putting your foot on the brake no longer works that it can get precarious. I think Mr. Swiss still talks today about the evening we went to Bern to see Paolo Conte – not because of the music, but more the weather.

We survived, and it was really something I have never forgotten. And of course here is the card, together with the used tickets which I also kept in remberence of an unforgettable evening with Paolo Conte.

50th Birthday

I just checked. Paolo Conte is still going strong and is 79 years old.

Daily Prompt: Fifty – Twenty Years Ago

Good Morning

What do you do when you leave your bed in the morning (except for the visit to a certain place). I go to the window, open the blinds, notice the world is still there (you can never be too sure today) and make a note of the weather. The Swiss do not really note the weather, they register it, they make a record of it.

Barometer

BarometerThere are certain things you cannot just leave to chance. Whilst some people, like me, open the window door in the kitchen and venture a few steps into the garden to savour the flavours and temperature of the morning, others have instruments where it can all be seen.

They used to be called barometers, something round behind glass with a dial. You gave them a professional tap and the hands would move to the the right place and show if the weather would get better, or worse, according to the readings on the dial. I never really did understand them, and preferred my own body sensors and looking up at the sky.

However, in this digital age, things have changed. We have two digital signs of the weather inside, there is also another one hanging on the window somewhere but is no longer working as it should. One is in the living room (top picture) and the other in a room on the other side of the appartment (you might have two different weather systems at the front and back of the apparment – better to be sure). As said, I prefer my body sensors, but if you want to do the right thing, you read your digital signs, especially if you are Swiss. At my home in the East End of London in England the only thing we had with a dial was a clock and it rained most of the time in any case.

Glancing at this piece of modern equipment today, I needed some time to see what it was all about. Of course we have the time and if you are lucky there is a nice little picture of a big sun, or a picture of a sun hovering over some clouds. There we have the first discrepancy. These two devices show different pictures. Two temperatures are recorded which makes it even more confusing, but it is easy really. One is for the outside and one for the inside temperature. By experience I assume that the cooler of the temperatures is outside, although perhaps not. It could be one of those days which we might call “heat wave” and the higher temperature would be outside – the confusion is already arriving.

The apparatus in the top picture even shows what will be happening in the next few days, although this is only a prophecy and anything could happen really. I am still not sure what the picture of the little house on the right is. Perhaps it is my home which has a sort of dark shadow on the left (there will be a storm at the front) and smoke billowing from the chimney towards right (it will be windy). However there are people, names will not be mentioned, that live by these signs. You must always know what the weather is doing. To me it looks like a nice day, not to hot, the sun is shining, birds are singing and we have a blue sky so who needs a machine, but some do, they cannot be without them.

This is reality.

Feldbrunnen

And so it looks like a nice morning to go shopping, after cleaning the home of the remains of the week-end. I enjoy it when they let me out now and again. I see things like supermarkets, meet people like sales ladies in the supermarket, and can even spend money on food in the supermarket which I am allowed to cook when I return to my home. Otherwise, nothing on the programme today. I am free, can do what I want, clean what I want and cook what I want. The joys of being a golden oldie, I now have a choice.

Enjoy life wherever you are and if you feel uncertainties about leaving your home, just check the digital barometers first of all, if you understand them – otherwise open the window and look outside, that works as well.