Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge – December 21, 2016

Feldbrunnen to Langendorf 21.12 (36)

I suppose those ladders are one way of reaching the top when you are building.

Road to Langendorf (6)

And the circus came to town over the Christmas holidays.

Road to Langendorf (17)

Noticed these stairs as we were driving past. Unfortunately a tree got in the way, but they seem to grow everywhere where we live.

Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge – December 21, 2016

Daily Prompt: Who Pillaged Christmas

Poinsettia in Migros

“Look at that”

“Look at what?”

“Everything has gone and there is a line of little men dressed in green trousers and shirts with red collars and a pointed hat carrying everything away.”

“They are the Chrismas dwarves.”

“But where are they going with those boxes, and drapped all in Christmas tree tinsel and the pots of poinsettia.”

“Christmas is over, gone until next year, they are cleaning out the remainders.”

“But the Chrismas tent is still there.”

“Yes, but look at the sign outside.”

“Oh, it says “Fireworks”.”

“Exactly, the New Year is approaching, so we can now buy our fireworks.”

“But we do not buy fireworks.”

“Of course not, it is for the others, some people like that sort of thing.”

“This is getting mysterious. Look the flower shop, they are selling Poinsettia for half price. If only I knew, I could have  bought mine now. And the special ones with the sparkly bits are also cheaper.”

“That’s because Chrismas is over and no-one wants them.”

“But the poinsettia are living things.”

“Not in the New Year, no-one has a pot with a poinsettia in the living room.”

“I still have mine.”

“I know, you are constantly giving it water and taking care of it. You bother more with that plant than me.”

“Of course, you can look after yourself, that plant depends on my care. And did you see those amaryllis: exactly the same as mine, already planted in a pot and growing, but ten francs cheaper.”

Amaryllis“That is because they are no longer wanted and no, we are not going to buy another one. the one we have is taking up enough room on the floor in the living room and it is growing taller every day. I have to keep turning it to make sure it does not bend over and lose its balance. I think it is possessed, it might be a triffid.”

“Triffids do not exist, at least not at Christmas, they are more an Autumn thing.

Look, where have all the Christmas biscuits gone and the chocolate logs. A pillager has been at work, the supermarket has been attacked and pillaged.”

“It has not been pillaged, and where did you get that word anyhow?”

“It is the daily prompt title.”

“Ah, I see, now everything is clear. No-one eats Christmas biscuits now, they have gone, been crushed and recycled to make something else. We are now approaching a new festival.”


“It says Fasnachtschüchli, only 2 Francs 90 for a packet of 6, but Fasnacht (carnival) is not until the end of February next year, what about the New Year?”

“New Year is next week-end and there are no special bisuits, only fireworks and you cannot eat them.You have to be prepared for these celebrations. Imagine having a carnival without the goodies to go with it.”

“But I still have some Chrismas biscuits left at home, and Christmas cake.”

“You might have, but the stores must think ahead. And now they are ready for carnival. It is all in the name of public relations.”

“They are definitely not relating to me. Did you see the pile of Christmas lights as we entered the store, all removed. It looks so bare in here now. I wonder if I can buy them half price. They would look good in the appartment.”

“We do not do Christmas lights.”

“I know, but we would if we had them.”

“And now we have the carnival cookies.”

“What are you doing?”

“Just putting a paket in the trolley. I quite like them.”

“I have an idea, shall we ask the shop assistant if she has any chocolate Easter eggs, or chocolate bunnies?”

“But we are too early for Easter.”

“Oh, of course, I forgot, just wanted to be prepared.”

Daily Prompt: Who Pillaged Christmas

Good Morning


And as the golden sun rises slowly in the sky, I can see a grey cloud sweeping through. Looks like  there is smoke from somewhere, but as I have not yet heard and fire fighters on their way, it is probably a heating system play stupid. We have gas heating down in the cellar, so what could possibly happen. Yes, well no-one is safe. If, for some reason, there would be an explosion you would no longer be reading my Good Morning words.

The black specks on the clouds are a few crows doing their morning exercises, shame I cannot include the sound track to go with it. It sounds like something from the Hitchcock film “The Birds” from here. They never attack, but that is why I feed them regularly. You never know what a starving crow is capable of. I noticed my feline Tabby never goes out in the garden when the crows are feeding, and she probably knows why.

Today they are letting me out again. I will be making the supermarket unsafe, raiding the shelves with a glance at my shopping list on my telephone. I had a conference with Mr. Swiss about the New Year food and we have decided to keep it plain and simple and digestive friendly. We had ideas of a fondue chinoise, which is the same as a cheese fondue, but with thin slices of meat cooked at the table in a pot of bouillon and eaten with various sauces. I let him get on with the suggestion, but he eventually reached the same solution as I already had. Too much fiddling around and bother, so we have settled for a roasted chicken, and I will make some sage  and thyme stuffing myself on New Years Eve in the evening.  Otherwise it will be good, but normal – no fancy stuff and exhausting hours spent in the kitchen. Christmas is over, and what’s so special about a New Year.

I remember my younger days when I was a Brit. We did not even have a holiday for the New Year in England. It was a normal day before and after. I do not even remember if people had New Year’s parties and we definitely did not eat anything special, but as mum could not really cook, we never had anything special. Dad was always happy if meat was on the table with potatoes, and greens (cabbage) and that was that. I was not happy with that and never ate greens, although I did like some bubble and squeak. You do not know what that is? Now that is a blast from the past. If you have left overs of greens and potato, you mash it all up together and then fry it in a pan. It was quite tasty. It was not as soggy and tasteless as when it was pulled out of the boiling water and put on a plate.

At last Facebook seems to be getting back to normal with the usual short video films to amuse us all. I often wonder how comes that someone happened to be filming it all when it happens. This morning I witnessed a fight between two ladies at their door. The attacking lady was screaming so loudly that I could not understand what she was saying, so missed the point of the fight – what a shame :-). I cannot wait to be congratulated to the New Year by some of my 800 colleagues in Facebook. I know what you are thinking, why is she there if it is such an annoyance. That is easily explained. There are many annoyances with Facebook, but they have one positive thing and that is the messenger. It is free, and I can talk to my colleagues and remaining family in England and it does not cost me a penny. The last time I visited England Mr. Swiss and I would talk daily on my phone, but all with the facebook messenger. If I leave Facebook, I no longer have the messenger. This is the same reason why Mr. Swiss is still there and he almost left twice. With a day to go he changed his mind realising that he would no longer have access to the messenger.

So now I must go, have things to do and places to go. See you on the flip side