And yet another greeting in another language – no problem or? Try a guess.
We had a sort of freak snowstorm yesterday. Mr. Swiss said look out of the window in the afternoon and there were megaflakes falling. Of course I had to quickly change to my zoom lens to capture this one. They were falling thick and fast and we had a nice snowy layer within an hour. It then stopped any when evening arrived everything was back to as normal as it could possibly be. This morning there is no sign of any snow, just cold and a little bit frosty.
Actually history repeats itself, because 48 years ago on 4th February it was also snowing a little. How do I know – I got married on that day. No big deal, it was all done at the registry officed in town. It was just me and Mr. Swiss and our two witnesses. We had a drink in a restaurant next to the registry office, before I signed on the dotted line, and it was snowing outside and it was cold. It was a painless ceremony. I remember the guy who married us. He was dressed in his best pin striped suit. My command of the german language was OK, but not as perfect as today. All I had to say was “ja” in any case, in the right place at the right time, so I just did what Mr. Swiss did. I got a family book afterwards. Everyone gets a family book in Switzerland when they are married. It has room for at least 16 kids to add on the pages. Better to be safe than sorry I suppose. At that time, in 1969, I was automatically adopted by the Swiss nation and got citizenship. This only applied to women, men had to wait a few years and apply I believe. In the meanwhile the law has changed, and women also have to wait for a few years. Mr. Swiss says often I am more Swiss than the Swiss – although I am still sorking that one out.
Anyhow I am still here and only have my Swiss identity card. My english passport expired last year and it is too complicated (and expensive) to apply for a new one, although it can be done. As I no longer have close family connections in England, I will probably not be going to England again – but you never know.
It will be another lazy day today. As soon as I get the meal on its way I can take it easy. I have another one of those meals that almost cooks itself all morning with the remains of an apple tart that Mr. Swiss baked yesterday.
And now to explore the appartment with my trusty vacuum cleaner – ready Mr. Dyson? (he purred so we are all set). See you around.