Better late than never. Yes, I survived the night but had to rise half an hour earlier, get myself dressed and showered and ready for the doc at 8.30 in the morning. It was a vampire day today, yes vampire doctors see their victims in daylight, and two tubes of blood are now on their way to the chief vampires at the laboratories. My next appointment, for a vampire session, will be in 6 months everything being OK.
The advantage of the rude awakening this morning was that Mr. Swiss and I travelled on to the supermarket, earlier than usual, and as dawn was only thinking about breaking when we arrived, the Christmas decorations were still illuminated, so I naturally took a photo. The name of the supermarket is “Ladedorf” meaning “shop village”.
I noticed that the Christmas trees have also already arrived at the supermarket and are lined up outside for customers. My own Chrismas tree is about 10-15 centimeters high, has a few electric lights and no room for gifts to be distributed around it. We do not do presents in any case, and if we did you would not longer see the tree. Of course I had to take a photo of the selection at the supermarket.
This is only part of the tree show. They come in all shapes and sizes and even colours. The darker the green the more expensive. Must be different species.
Otherwise everything went smoothly and we were back home by 10.00 a.m. I did my usual clean-up and even uploaded a few Christmassy photos (see above). As most of my faithful disciples live over the pond on the other side of the world, they have probably not even noticed that I am not here. Mr.Swiss actually found that so much cleaning is not necessary, as everything is permanently clean. I explained that it is no trouble and it is permanently clean because I do it regularly and not with shock treatment once a month.
Of course before going on my trip to the doc and supermarket I filled up the birdhouse with food. When we returned it was almost empty again, but we have now rationed them to a once a day fill. Another point of discussion between Mr. Swiss and I. We have the best fed birds in the neighbourhood. They are beginning to get a little top heavy on the perches I noticed.
And now to move one, there is a meal to cook and a husband to spoil with my culinary efforts.
Will be back this afternoon with more news from the Swiss outpost.