Good Morning


I thought I would begin the computer day with a cloud, but this is all I could find. It looks like a nice summer day today with normal summer temperatures and nothing heat wave threatening to destroy the good humour. Yesterday I had a late night, at least late for me. I usually hug the bed at 11.30 give or take five minutes. Yesterday I was on the last 5% of my book (Kindle go in percents, not pages) “The Devil’s Work” by Mark Edwards – I mentioned it earlier this week. Now when you have only 5% to go, you finish the book, especially if it is gripping which this one was. You really did not know how it would turn out until the last pages. I survived the ending and disappeared to bed at 11.50, but as I fell asleep immediately, there was no damage done to any humans before writing this blog.

I awoke to the usual sounds of builders greeting each other with their “good mornings” in various german dialects and heard the sound of the grinding machine. Yes we have a new speciality. They are now grinding the cladding to eliminate the seams that are still present between the various blocks. I saw the first grinder yesterday as he mounted the scaffolding with a backpack containing some sort of sucking machine and a grinder in his hand – more later.

However this morning I heard noise from the empty appartment next to ours and took a look. I realised someone was below the appartment in the space in front of one of the hobby rooms. With mobile phone camera posed I decided to get a photo, although all I could see were clouds of white dust.


And then it ascended from the depths. If anyone has ever read the book by H.G.Wells “The Time Machine” they will know what I mean when I was now convinced there were Morlocks amongst the builders. In the future the world had divided itself with the Morlocks, the evil ones that lived below ground and the eloi, the good people living on the surface. This was definitely a morlock, his face covered by a mask and wearing goggles. What was he doing in the depths? I heard scraping noises and a cloud of white mist was ascending.  We are doomed, they are taking over. Luckily he did not see me taking the photo, otherwise I would definitely no longer be here to tell the tale.

On another note, I had an interesting experience in the supermarket last week. I was walking around, searching for tropies to buy and as I turned the corner I head a sound of a crash and running feet. Were we under attack from a rival supermarket?

Spilt Lemons

A complete collections of crates of lemons had toppled from the carrier and the assistants had all rushed to collect them. At that moment I took a photo as I already had my mobile smartphone ready, because it contained my online cloud shopping list. This is a real action photo and I can assure no fake news.

And now I must move one, do not have time for writing blogs in the morning, there are other things to do and I am still sitting in my dressing gown. I never used to bother as my night dress served its purposed quite well as a cover up at the computer, but since there are builders patrolling outside, it is perhaps wiser to cover up my luxury curves, although there  is only one large curve today.

Have fun, see you around, and beware – you never know what might be living in the cellar.

2 thoughts on “Good Morning

    • I had to leave the scene of the crime. Mr. Swiss found we had better things to do than take photos of lemon casualties. As we left the ambulance was arriving.


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