Yes, my new mobile iPhone X camera is now working perfectly. My photos usually go automtically into my online host, but I had to do it manually. This morning I discovered that my WiFi host had not been switched on. Of course silly me, that could not be done in the place where I bought the phone because they did not have access to the sender or whatever it is called. Now I am a happy iPhone bunny. I think I am more happy with a new gadget than anything else for Christmas even if I bought it myself.

I decided to take a photo of my plant collection in the living room. They are only inside during the Winter months and during Summer I have them outside in the garden. At the moment I have a small gnat invasion on my Amaryllis. I bought a couple in the store and they dragged in the infection. I am working on it, but have it in bounds at the moment. There is not very much you can do, and I am not going to repot them at the moment.

The snow is dissappearing as fast as it arrived. Two days ago there were piles of it everywhere. It seems to have disappeared almost overnight. Temperatures are warmer and the roads are clear. We are now at the last phase of organising the shopping. I have my master plan almost finished and know when and what we will be eating. For me it was a problem to ensure that everything stayed fresh enough to eat until Tuesday.

I am already looking forward to the days after Christmas when everything returns to normal. The New Year is not such a big deal in Switzerland, just for those that want to go to a New Year dinner and dance or might celebrate at home. We usually manage to stay awake until midnight, wish each other a happy new year and I go and hug my bed. We used to drink a glass of  champis at the stroke of twelve, but even that is now neglected. Golden oldies might have digestive problems. Even the TV shows the same tired New Year programmes every year which were probably recorded some time in the middle of summer.

Showing a photo of our museum on the left and the tower of our Swiss reform church in the distance. I will be busy cleaning windows, a 30 minute job, whilst Mr. Swiss ventures into town for a few bits and pieces of food. I had a brilliant idea for Sunday lunch. Sunday is Christmas Eve, and in the evening I usually cook something a little more special, so lunch must be somewhat frugal. I decided on good old beans on toast. That is something I remember from my cockney East London days at home. Toast two pieces of bread, spread with butter (we Brits spread everything with butter) and warm up the beans in a tomato sauce from a can. Spread the beans on the toast and eat. You can add some sausage or ham to it, but that is enough for me to fill up on until the evening. Criteria is cheap, good and not too much. Mr. Swiss is not actually a beans on toast fan, but he will survive. The advantage is that I can already buy the tin of beans today.

And now time to go, a woman’s work is never done and sitting at the computer will not do it. Have fun with your Christmas work an do not despair. There will come a time when you can fall asleep under the Christmas tree, surrounded by torn wrapping paper. I will leave you with a sunny view from the supermarket 1st floor over the surrounding counntryside. It was in the late afternoon.