Daily Prompt: Who defines substandard?

The local road

Look straight ahead. Does that white block of appartments look substandard. Admittely after approximately 15 years the white facade is perhaps no longer as white as it should be, but nothing lasts forever. This is where I live, the appartment was new when we moved it.

One day someone had a dream, it should be freshened up, renovated, newly painted and there was a meeting. Offers were invited and profit was in the air. The most expensive offer covered everything, including a new roof. The old roof, which was not very old, was not leaking. It was solid. Perhaps it could be cleaned up a bit at the top, but no big problem. We were not threatened with the possibilitiy of a roof caving in on us. Some found the insulation was not good enough, they had damp walls. We had no damp walls, but we often had our windows open to condition the air. And so it continued. There was a meeting and the most expensive offer was rejected. It was agreed to renovate, but it could wait.

Things changed, people moved on to other places and there was another meeting. Those of us that rejected the golden calf offer were now in the minority and a new wind was blowing, the young wind, the young and lively. Golden oldies were no longer listened to, we were cast on the scrap heap of those that had no idea, because we were not modern enough and did not realise that the world moves on and so we gave up and the vote was cast.

Renovation 04.'5 (27)

And now we have this  surrounding our appartment, not for a day, or a month, but 6 months. If you are going to do something then do it thoroughly. We have an international team working on this project. Some are even Swiss, others Italian, German, and Moroccans that built the scaffolding. Eveything comes to an end. We are now just over half way through and when the summer of discontent is over in September, we might even return to a normal state of affairs. Substandard is the new norm, nothing is good enough today.

The Tower of London was built in 1078. Admittedly it has been modernised over the years, but not after only 20 years. I was built in 1946 and have had a few renovations now and again. Today I am definitely substandard: need new bones, new muscles, and a few limbs could also be renewed, but no good expecting too much. My scaffolding is a walking stick and the insulation is supplied by various medicines and ointments. Of course our building was examined before the work began, just like the doctor examines me. The building gets a complete renewal, and me? Yes, well, they have done some repair work, but no good expecting more. The paintwork is not like it used to be, it crumbles away here and there and the surface is scarred.

M - Me

Daily Prompt: Who defines substandard

5 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Who defines substandard?

    • This photo was taken last year. I have good days and not so good days. I even now set the alarm for my after dinner sleep to make sure I do not sleep into the evening. I tell Mr. Swiss he is looking good, and he doesn’t believe me either. I try every day. At the moment I am wondering whether to risk a walk or not, what could possibly happen?


    • Life seems to be slipping through my fingers like sand. I seem to be planning week-end meals every day – just an illusion, but the older you get the quicker it seems to go. Thanks for the positive comments on the post, I need them now and then 🙂

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      • I feel the same way about life. And then — with things to do, like patch flaking paint on the front of the house — we get day after day of rain leaving me with this weird feeling that the sand is clumping together and I’ll never get done what I need to get done. It’s a different feeling when the years do not stretch out in front of you or, at least, you can believe they do. ❤

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