My climbing rose must be confused. She appears annually, but this year had to fight her way through scaffolding. However even “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn” the novel by Betty Smith, so a rose can even make its way surrounded by metal. Luckily its life as a rose lasts only until Autumn when a new threat appears when they decided to paint the white wall where it is climbing. It will apparently be painted a very light green – oh how I hate green. I wore green for six years every day at school as uniform and that did it for me. It is not even my colour, I am more into blues and violets.
Otherwise it should be a quiet day today. No builders in sight because we have one of those catholic holidays in our Kanton of Solothurn. Today is corpus christi and it seems to be something special. Switzerland has two main religions Swiss Reform church and Roman catholic depending where you live. I live in a catholic area, so we get all their holidays. If I was living in Zürich or Bern I would have to go to work. This can get complicated if your husband works in Bern and you work in Solothurn where I live and this was our case. However, there are always advantages. Working as an export clerk our office had a so-called skeleton staff on the catholic holidays and I would always volunteer on that day. Mr. Swiss did not have a holiday, so I could take my day with him at another time. There was never very much to do on that day in the office: mainly handling telephone calls from other countries and dealing with problems that might crop up.
What am I doing today? Not very much, although life in a household does not really have holidays and as a golden oldie I am permanently on holiday so they say.
I am a little later this morning, but just have just written a note on my Facebook page complaing about the fact that Facebook are constantly writing on my postings that for only 3 Swiss francs I can boost my post to reach at least 1,200 people who will probably shower me with likes. I am not in it for the praise or the likes, I just do a crossposting of my entries in WordPress. This whole blogging thing is a fun thing for me, not to gather praise or likes, but just to do it. This scheme of Facebook is not exactly a scam, but not genuine. There is an office somewhere in the far east where workers sit in front of a computer and are paid to click likes on my postings, not even have to read them. OK, they have a job, earn a few pence or cents for each like and I get 1,200 likes to boost my confidence. I wonder how many people fall for this. Even after completing my post it appears with a little blue box with words telling me to “boost this post”.
Yesterday I manage to fall off my office chair all on my own, Mr. Swiss was giving water to the garden at the time. The silly chair has wheels and they just rolled away as I was about to sit on the chair. Falling is not so bad, I sort of bounce and do not have any serious injuries, just a mark on my arm and a little bit of back ache, but not life threatening. The big problem is getting into a horizontal position again. Mr. Swiss arrived, but I was already in the process of sliding over to the settee across the floor. With my last strength I managed to hoist myself onto the seat, and the rest was a piece of cake. I was standing in no time: as I said like a bouncing ball. Just learned something new, be careful when sitting on chairs with wheels, they might move in the wrong direction.
I am now sitting safely on a chair in the kitchen, just finished breakfast and now time to move on. Writing letters to Facebook, which they will never read in any case, used up too much time, but my ego now has a boost.
And now I will leave you for a while from the depths of Switzerland. Have fun and be kind to your computers everywhere. And now a nice picture of my rose without scaffolding in between, just a raw brick wall in the background.