Share Your World – 2016 Week 52

What’s your favorite ice-cream flavor?


I think that just about says it all. These are vanilla pods (which you probably already know) and to get the vannilla out of them you cut them through the middle into two halves and scrap out the black bits, which is the actual vanilla. I prefer vanilla ice cream to all, and if it is the genuine vanilla with the little black bits in it, then even better.

Have you ever been drunk?

P1070584Oh yes, often, but since about 45 years not. As a teenager in Swinging London in the sixties your evening entertainment was in the pub and the pubs in the East End of London were hives of activity at the time. There was a strange ridiculous custom that girls were not really seen with a beer glass in the hand, and so they drank a drop of short – which would be rum, vodka, whisky, with something in it to perhaps weaken the taste, although the effect was the same – you felt rather light headed after a glass or two. I was not an angel, and so it continued. At parties you were served with a glass of this or that. Perhaps it was being a teenager, that you tried everything, perhaps it was because everyone did it. Oh yes, I remember the feeling. Everything was a laugh, and it belonged to the occasion, although you probably looked stupid doing it.

I did grow up and when I arrived in Switzerland I still liked a drink now and again. Now it was wine, which we did not, or very rarely, have in England. I definitely was not addicted to the stuff, it was just part of being friendly and having a toast.

I got married and had kids. I even felt embarrassed for those at a party or get together when they had so much to drink that they lost a grip on themselves. Everyone thought it was funny, I just found it stupid. And then something happened. I noticed how bad I felt if I had too much to drink. When you had a household to organise and kids to look after, it was not ideal to drink too much if you felt sick afterwards. Slowly but surely I was the one who took a sip to be sociable and that was all. It was not fun, I did not enjoy drink and definitely was not something brave or wonderful to show off with how much you could drink. Admiration for drinking too much was not my thing. I stopped completely about 45 years ago and do not bother now. I am the one that can make a toast with a glass of mineral water and not feel stupid about it.

Yes my drinking days are a thing of the past, but I do not regret having tried. You have to try everything in life and it is up to you to have enough character to say no thankyou eventually. And here endeth the sermon.

Complete this sentence: My favorite supposedly guilty pleasure is… 

none really, because I do not feel guilty about it. I do not spend money on new clothes just to be fashionable, jeans and a t-shirt does it nicely. Our home is as we want it to be, so I definitely do not need new furniture or whatever. I spend my money on food, the human has to eat, so what do I do with the stuff left over.

I spend it perhaps on a new lens for my camera, not because I have to, but because I want to and I think it over for a few months before doing it – just the way I am. I might treat myself to a new computer, but only when the older computer is feeling old. I got myself an Apple computer, although I also have a Microsoft – why not. I use it. I have a mobile iPhone model 6. There is a new model 7 and I am thinking about it. I might even treat myself to the bigger model, why not. I like the look of the camera it has. Are these guilty pleasures? At the age of 70 I have worked all my life, the kids are now out of the influence of the adults and at last I can to what I want to do and am in the lucky position to be able to afford it. I am not rich, but with a little bit of serious organisation, it is possible. I just like to think about it first of all. That was not a sermon just wise words from a golden oldie that might get a new telephone – am still thinking about it.

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

I was not grateful for the Chrismas holdiays as it means absolutely nothing to me, except for the fact that everyone else seems to be having the stress of the year and you get caught up in it, making sure you survive the holidays. We survived very nicely this year, because it means nothing special. We could take our time and plan it carefully.

This week I am looking forward to a normal week. Even the New Year will not be a stress. It is Saturday and Sunday, a normal week-end. If I do stay up until midnight on New Year’s Eve, it will be more a coincidence as something I will have to do. Mr. Swiss goes to bed about an hour later than me in any case. We used to drink a glass of champagne in the years gone past, and now we are too old for such fun. We have our own fun every day of the year.

Share Your World – 2016 Week 52

Daily Prompt: My Retreat

Yes, we can now retreat, away from the Chritmas stress. We managed to reduce this stress to a minimum this year and today Mr. Swiss said what a good Christmas holiday it was, and I could only agree. I do not feel tired, or ready to drop. I could relax in the evneing. The shopping was organised, we had no negative surprises. I was just putting the fiinishing touches to the our Christmas meal when No. 2 son called from his Chrismas in Germany which he was spending with his wife’s family. We put the phone on loudspeaker and had a great Christmas conversation with him. That was the icing on the cake. We sat down to a meal and were satisfied – what more could you want.


We all have them somewhere I suppose, but this is my retreat. Well not really only mine, I am easy, but it is where my action takes place. It used to be No. 2 son’s bedroom, but he now has a family, so gradually it was converted into just a room with a view. And slowly but surely I moved in. It took time to organise it to my taste. Mr. Swiss has his own cave in another place in the appartment. It would not work otherwise.

I have a full window that opens onto the front garden and in summer can even move outside as I have Wifi reception out there. At the moment my Apple conputer is on the desk, but when I am finished I put it away on the shelf at the back on the right, where i also have my Microsoft computer and the desk is then empty. I like it that way. I used to live in chaos and one day I decided to end the chaos and discovered there was a place for everything, you just have to construct it.  I have my private stuff all nicely organised in the trays at the front on the right. On the left there is a cupboard, out of sight, where I have my various cameras and lens. And the settee is for Tabby, my feline, who usually spends the evening there, and often the whole night. It is then I move out and she moves in.

I also do my ironing in this room so what could be better.


The main thing for me is that I can be in my own place and do my own thing with no interruptions. I can always close the door to the room if I really need a moment of solitude and quiet, but it is not necesary. Mr. Swiss is a quiet person, I am the one that makes the noise usually. However, when I am writing I concentrate and this room is ideal.

Many epic blogs have been written on this desk, many are the bananas and the cream cakes eaten in this place, and Sunday evening do-it-yourself evening meals often take place on this desk. A Sandwich is not in the way when composing a challenge, or paying my online bills. It took many years, but now I have it organised. It is a place for an escape when I want to be myself and concentrate to put my brilliant ideas into practice. My scanner is also on the shelf here when I want to scan some photos.

There was a time when I did not have a retreat because I could never have used it. I was bringing up kids. They need your attention 100% of the time and if they are not there, you are washing their clothes or tidying up the mess they leave behind. I know they should do it themselves, in the name of teaching them to be independent, but that only works in theory. In practice mum does most of it, that’s life. The retreat is then in front of the TV in the evening when they are in bed, and where you usually fall asleep because you are worn out. The kids get older, but that is when you begin to work for a living again, so no retreat. There is a busy day at work, combined with a shopping expedition for food during the day and the result is the same. It is not the kids that tire you out in the evening, the work has done it for you.

One day you have it all behind you, and then you feel that a vacuum has arrived. I filled my vacuum with this room and my computers, and my cameras and my view of the outsie world through the window. I am content and happy with my seclusion, and life is not far away, just as far as my voice carries if I have something to ask Mr. Swiss. I like to have a purpose in my golden oldie days, otherwise life would just be plain boring.

Daily Prompt: My Retreat

Good Morning

At last it is over, not quite, but life returns slowly to a normal pace where everyone stops showing the Christmas videos on Facebook, and sending happy Christmas icons – now we have the New Year in front of us, but that is harmless and reserved for those that enjoy staying up until midnight, just to drink a sip of Champis and wish a happy New Year.

In the meanwhile Mr. Swiss told me this morning when I entered the kitchen, about the wonderful sunrise. I turned immediately in my steps and retraced them to the room where my camera rests during the night. Yes, outside there was a beautiful sky. At the same time the crows called a meeting and so I spent a few minutes shooting some action pictures. As I will not be uploading them until later. I also took a couple of the sunrise with my mobile phone. As I have the app for my Flickr photos, I can upload them without wasting time, so here is today’s sunrise in Feldbrunnen, Switzerland.


I decided it could be better, so I returned a couple of minutes later when the sun had risen some more and this was what I got.


Not bad actually. I make the most of these sunrises as when the Spring days arrive, I only see sunsets, due to the fact that I sleep through the sunrises.

I happened to make a remark about the statistics shown on WordPress this week as they made a remarkable leap on Christmas Eve. In the meanwhile they are returned to normal. And now it seems the formula has been renewed and the old formula is no longer available. Perhaps certain information is not longer there what was there, I do not know, I never actually read my statistics, except for the ones included on my bank account online. Am I missing something, or is it reduction of brain capacity due to age? Someone even gave instructions on a blog site this morning, how we can get the old forumla again. This is all too complicated for me and why should I want the old system, which I never realised had been converted into a new system – and what is the difference. Statistics are just statistics, not more or less and it will not win my Pulitzer Prize or my WordPress t-shirt, which I am still hoping for.

I do not even know what to do with my day today. I have nothing to iron, a simple easy cooking plan – good food, but no big cooking  – just ham and beans and potatoes with the frim fram on the side. Mr. Swiss is going on a quest to the supermarket for a few odds and sods for tomorrow lunch, otherwise I will be a lady of leisure. I will just do a clean through the home, for lack of anything better to do. As a touch of occupational therapy I might clean the doors this morning.

Otherwise life goes on and so do I – see you around today somewhere some time.