Share Your World: October 16, 2017

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If you had to move to a country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why?

I would not move to another country and there is an easy reason. I grew up in England and left England to live in another country. Now I have been living in Switzerland for the past 50 years and it is in the middle of Europe. At the age of 70 I am not prepred to deal with the laws of another country, to get used to their health system, and to change my style of living. Apart from that Switzerland is surrounded by so many other countries, we only need to take a train, travel a few hours and we have arrived. It would be nothing new or different. We speak four different languges in Switzerland: German (Swiss German dialect), French, Italian and Romansch, so that would also not be something completely different. The Swiss are hopping around all the time in different worlds of language and ways of life. Who wants to move somewhere else?

What color would you like your bedroom to be? 

Swiss style is basically white plaster painted over and that suits me fine. It is a clean plain job. My problem here is to find the correct translation but it boils down to nice plain walls, painted in offwhite with some abrasions. In England I grew up with so many different wallpaper patterns on the walls, it was the english style but was very monotonous. All our rooms in Switzerland have the same colour, we do not usually paint our rooms in different colours or use colourful wallpaper. The colours come from the accessories, paintings and furniture.

What makes you Happy? Make a list of things in your life that bring you joy.

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I am happy because this scene is just across the road to where I live: nature at its best.

I am bascially a happy person, have my hobbies of writing and photography and my family. My happiest moments for me is my “me time” when I have time for myself to do what I want to without interruptions.

What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week? 

That I can see an end to the 6-7 months of renovations on our appartment block. That we are now approaching the end to the ordeal we have been through with isolating, scraping, painting and continuous interruptions to our life style.

Share Your World: October 16, 2017

Mundane Monday Challenge #131: A mundane Monday visit to the Supermarket

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Nothing special, just another trip to the supermarket on Monday, putting the car in the parking space, although this time was special. We parked on the top floor, there is only one extra floor. Either you are on ground level or up above. Up above makes it easier to walk to the entrance and you get a better view from the top, although I just took a photo of the others parked next to us. We even have a roof to protect us if it rains.

Mundane Monday Challenge #131: A mundane Monday visit to the Supermarket

Daily Prompt: Loyal to who?

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Well that is my loyalty done for today. I bought a biscuit tin, filled with shortbread, on one of my journeys to London. I had some pounds left from my visit. I was at the airport. I decided what could be better than to bring a tin of biscuits home to Switzerland showing the Queen.

Not that I use the word “home” when mentioning England. I was never a true red, white and blue Brit. As I was growing older I had a longing to leave this place, isolated by water, and see what the world held for me. Unfortunately my journey did not go far, only to Switzerland where I saw this Swiss guy and he saw me. A year later we were a pair and No. 1 son arrived so we became a family.

I was now a Swiss tax payer, had a Swiss passport and my kids were all Swiss. I did not feel actually loyal, but if there is a football match on the TV and Switzerland are playing I am supporting the Swiss. If the Swiss are playing one of those countries from the British Isles, I am still supporting the Swiss. It came with the Swiss package deal I suppose.

I no longer feel very British, but I like to listen to the british radio – on my iPad just to keep up with the british way of life and who knows, they might decide to abolish the monarchy. We even have the BBC TV channels at home and I regularly watch a soap called “East Enders”. Not really because I am loyal, but because it all happens in the part of London where I grew up. They even speak my ex local lingo, cockney. It has nothing to do with loyalty, but a connection to the old days.

My British close family are no more. I am now a golden oldie and mum and dad have moved on to wherever we move onto. I have a couple of cousins, we still have contact, thanks to e-mail. One of the even wandered off to New Zealand. I no longer feel any conncections to the British Isles, I am now a citizen of Langnau in Emmental. Ok, I am also Swiss but we Swiss tend to have places or origin were your ancestors made their first appearance. My name is Gerber and if you look in the telephone book section belonging to Langnau you noticed that the name Gerber occupies at least 90% of the entries. That’s the way it goes in Switzerland. You have a name? Are you from the Emmental Gerbers? There are also Bernese Overland Gerbersbut they have nothing to do with our Gerbers.

And the Queen of England? she just looks good on my biscuit tin. My bread is Swiss and loyal.

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Daily Prompt: Loyal to who?

Good Morning

Autumn Hosta

Autumn has reached my garden, my hostas have now got their Autumn colours and their days are numbered. They are saying the long goodbye. They turn yellow/brown and eventually begin to droop until they are lying flat on the ground. I bide my time and wait until some time in November. All I have to do is pull on the leaves and they are removed. They disappear into the garden garbage can and are collected by the local bin men. It is an easy and quick job for me. I will miss them, but next Spring they appear again with the fresh new shoots and  a few weeks later they have returned.

In the meanwhile we have had a busy morning. I was in the kitchen preparing my breakfast and suddenly saw movement  in front of the window. “Good Morning” said the painter and then apologised for the “shock” I had. What a life this is. I rapidly disappeared to put on a dressing gown, although I was looking quite decent in my pale blue nightdress with the cat symbol on the front. The painter did what he had to do, cleaning our garden cupboard door that still had some small remainders of white pant.

I continued preparing breakfast and there was a ring at the door. It was not the postman, he always rings twice, and 8.00 am was too early. Mr. Swiss opened the door and it was the winder team for our new blinds. We were glad they were early, as we depart for the supermarket this morning. It is a young lady and man who are now busy giving us our blinds back. They have been missing since April when the building was  taken over by the builders. We are slowly getting our lives back.

New Blinds

The new blinds are the same as the old ones, but the winders have been improved on and we also noticed that when we raise the blinds they no longer make such a clanking noise. We had one small problem with the work.


Our miniature tiger was relaxing on a bed and then came the workers to fix the blinds. They found her a sweet little cat, Tabby was not in a sweet mood, decided this was an intrusion in her private realm and made for the door. She was last seen seeking refuge beneat the armchair in the living room and sulking.

Otherwise it looks like the job of fitting the blinds is a quick thing and in half an hour it should be finished. It really seems strange to have our home back again. Where there are blinds there is a comfort zone, no burning sun rays and privacy from prying eyes.

And now to move on. I have had an unpredendented delay with all these visits from the working troop and I should be in my normal housewife routine. Have fun, see you around I hope, but later.

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