Good Morning: 8.00 a.m. here in Switzerland (for Scottie)

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MoweyYesterday they let me out again. Our automatic lawn mower, known as Mowey by us, is now in service again. We released him from the cellar, plugged him in and he now does his daily half hour patrol cutting the grass. However, he needs a renewal of the sawblades. Mowey was delivered to his agents in a place called Subingen, where we found him. For this reason Mr. Swiss decided to pick up the sawblades. There was also a long screw missing, although probably we have not yet found it in the cupboard. I accompanied Mr. Swiss as I am always glad for new photo material, although this was an industrial park: a long road with companies on each side. However, it was country as you can see from the top photo with the masts. We were not quite cut off from civilisation.

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The village was just across the neighbouring field. Whilst Mr. Swiss was dealing with the business deal, I took a walk around the car park for some photos, but there was only garden machinery which was not very interesting for my camera.

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On the way to Subingen we passed through the mini village of Attisholz, which is just along the River Aar from where we live. It has quite a good restaurant on the country road which we used to visit for a pleasant drink on the terrace on week-ends, but no longer so much. The photo shows the Cellulose factory from this village where paper used to be manufactured. It used to be a busy place, but for many years is now empty and becoming one of those factory ruins. There are many of the older generation in my area who once worked there, their fathers before them. In a way another lost relic of the days gone bye. However, it seems a buyer has been found that is in the Gentech business, Bio-Gen,  so perhaps the factory will live again somehow.

After completing our Mowey business, we returned home. I noticed my camera was full of industrial photos. Yes, Switzerland is not only a country of mountains, yodelling and cheese, but some of us actually work for a living. These industrial places are usually together somewhere in a village so as not to interrupt the natural beauty. I mean who wants something like this in front of the door.

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Something came to my attention this week, so just a quick remark. My english is not perfect, far from it. I do not even speak the language very often as I have been living in Switzerland and speaking Swiss German for the past 50 years during the day (which is also not perfect, but it is OK). I cannot write German very well, but why should I. As long as I I can get through with the spoken language no problem. My spoken english is understood by english speakers. My written english has lost some words of vocabulary so when I write my prize suspicious blogs, often I must look into an online english-german dictionary (usually LEO) to find the expression I need. So bear with me please, you can even laugh. You can point out my mistakes, always willing to do it the right way. I get used to my own way of writing. We ex pats might lose touch with our original language. I know a few other english girls here and there where I live. When we meet, we talk english, but often use a Swiss German word because we have fogotten the english word.

This especially applies to new inventions over the last 50 years for me. When I left England we girls wore stockings, which became “pantihose” or “tights” in the english version and I had to look that up in Internet, as I only got to know them as “Strumpfhose”. Just saying, so please bear with me.

And now to other important things, like shopping for the week-end. Mr. Swiss just praised me for my excellent cloud shopping list. I discovered that little photos of what I write appear, like a loaf of bread, a pig’s head for pork, mushrooms, bowl of soup and french fries/chips. I even have a tomato, a pizza and a bacon emblem. Yes I have illustrated shopping lists. I do not have to have the pictures, but little things please little minds.

Who knows, I might take another walk this afternoon, am still thinking about it, as Saturday is reserved for other things.

Look forward to the week-end if you have one, and have fun.

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14 thoughts on “Good Morning: 8.00 a.m. here in Switzerland (for Scottie)

  1. If only other countries did that… Nothing wrong with your English, but after 50 years speaking German in Switzerland it does become less of a natural language. I like the German words for somethings as they seem magical to say (strudel) for one example.
    You always take such wonderful pictures.

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  2. I love the photos. I see mowey is out doing its duty. I was stunned at the contrast between the lovely views and then the industrial buildings. Still the industrial park is not as bad as some I have seen. Have a great weekend. Hugs

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  3. I knew a lot of Israelis who started out something else and really lost their original language. It happens. I wasn’t there long enough, but I knew plenty of English-speakers who couldn’t get through a complete English sentence. They just didn’t use the language enough. I envy your language abilities. I’m not good with languages and I always wished i was. Garry’s good with languages, though. He can speak a little of all sorts of things, including Vietnamese. He hears things and figures them out. And he’s DEAF.

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    • I still can speak English, but have acquired a different intonation after 50 years and sometimes have to search for words, which is more to do with senior forgetfulness perhaps. I know too many languages for my own good . The Swiss have four languages in their own country and the French speaking border is just half an hour from us. And my home language is not even a language but a dialect.


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