Good Morning

Remains of the Scaffolding

Unbelievable, but this is the remains of our scaffolding. The rest has been removed, gone, disappeared. This morning I walked outside and found myself bending to get under the platform we had over our heads for 7 months. Man is a creature of habit and we could be compared with Pavlov’s dogs, but not in connection with food, in connection with having to adjust.

Front garden, no scaffolding

But look at our front garden, no stupid staircase to the top of the scaffolding in front of the window and above all the permanent red and yellow net decoration and door to the top. We still have a trench in front of the window, quite deep, but we can now step over it to the other side. Actually Mr. Swiss can, but I am too unsteady on my pins (legs – cockney). We are the first block to be completely freed from the building curse, but the others follow today. Actually we are gloating a little. Up to now we were always the last looked at from a building perspective, but this time we are the first to be released. I know it is childish, but you have to make hay when the sun shines and we enjoy every moment of it.

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Yesterday we made a visit to an old friend of ours, Otto, known as Öttu in the local dialect. We visited my son’s boss to have a general talk about his work etc., him being autist, and were very pleased to hear how things were going. The main attraction for me is to meet the boss’s pet cockadoo again. There are not many chiefs that take their bird to work every day and walk around with him all the time. This bird is almost human, I am sure. It was a nice day and we met the boss outside with his cockadoo on the shoulder. The bird took a flight to the nearest tree, but no worry, it was soon back again. For a while we were talking together and Otto was left on his own, but this did not suit him and he showed his annoyance with his loud cries.

This bird is uncanny, almost human. As we were talking it climbed into a garbage basket or it perched on it’s human’s shoulders. Otto is now about 30-40 years old, so probably a youngster in the terms of cockadoo life.

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Here he is sitting outside having a preening session in the sun. I am sure there are not many companies where the owner walks around with a bird on his shoulder. When we were outside he was quite loud now and again, and you had the feeling your were in the jungle instead of an urban street. A passer by looked with astonishment when he heard Otto’s calls.

Today we are expecting the sun blinds to arrive, the colourful one with a green pattern. I was wondering how they would place them on the top floors as there is no scaffolding to climb up although why should I bother. We are ground floor, so no problem. After the blinds are fixed, all that we need is the tiles to be replaced and the new window steps to be finished and we are almost there. The gardener should also tidy a few things up, although there is not very much he can do now that Winter is approaching.

Today we are off to the supermaket to get some food goodies. Yes life is one big adventure in the wilds of Switzerland where the hedgehogs and bats say goodnight to each other. Have a good day, and have fun.

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9 thoughts on “Good Morning

  1. I was surprised to see a Sulphur Crested Cockatoo in your post. They are very clever birds, quite social and good mimics. They do live to a great age.I sometimes hear them in the gum trees near my house and occasionally see them flying by. Otto sounds like a character.

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    • It seems this cockatoo is a popular bird and an online colleague from Tasmania tells me they are quite common where she lives. This particular bird, Otto, is a lovable one and hops around discovering the world all the time. I have more photos, some closeup, but saving them for a rainy day. My cloud collection is growing, too fast.

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  2. I share your joy in release from you imprisonment. I assume that the trench will be filled in soon, too. So … after all of this, is the building better?

    I had a cockatoo when I lived in Israel. He eventually moved to live with a friend where he became a real friend. We had cats, and they made him nervous. He was happier without those little clawed companions.

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    • The trench will be filled, but it seems since the grand finale, communication betwen the working community is waning a little. We get a new surprise daily. And part of the remainder of our building are still encased in steel. We got our new sun blinds today – great.
      I know you had a cockatoo once. This cockatoo is the only one I know, but what a lovely sociable bird, although sometimes he seems to have his own idea on what he does. The owner of this cockatoo takes him to work daily, half an hour car ride each way. Otherwise it lives in the office at the company and walks around perched on the shoulders of the boss. What a lovely place to work.


  3. I once used to visit an all male office where the staff had complained that there were no ‘birds’. To their dismay the boss bought a cockie and one could say that she ruled the roost. She also hated women visitors and would squawk loudly.


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