Daily Prompt: Mnemonic

Rainbow over Feldbrunnen

Richard of York, who was this guy, he lived so many years ago. He might have been forgotten, but his memory remains amongst us through one small menmonic event. Every time we have a rainbow in the sky, Richard celebrates a rebirth. He was born 1411 and died 1460. He wanted to become King but was too busy organising the colours of the rainbow. His children Edward IV and Richard III became kings, but they never really attained the fame that their father did.

Richard had his ups and downs in England and one day he was sitting at his castle window thinking of the purpose in his life. He never really left a mark on the history of England because it rained on his parade. However, the sun soon reappeared and the water drops split into various colours.

“Look dad” said one of his twelve children “a rainbow”. He could not remember which one of his children it was, but they all grew up to and never forgot their father. They remembered him by gaining battles in vain and colouring their lives with rainbow colours. Perhaps they were all colour blind, who knows. But Richard reminded them of the importance of a rainbow in life.

Richard of York gained battles in vain. He never became king, but the rainbow colours were his legacy in life.

“red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo violet”: colours that appear in a rainbow regularly in that order because Richard Of York Gained Battles In Vain. Yes, it was a waste to win battles, there was no point, but no schoolchild in England forgot the order of the colours of the rainbow, thanks to Richard of York.

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Daily Prompt: Mnemonic

Good Morning

Great Tit

Its one of those dreary Sundays with a grey sky and nothing much happening. Now and again a bird flutters by and sits in the bush opposite where I am sitting. It is quite cold, so they are happy for someting to peck at hanging on the branches. Mr. Swiss says it is a full time job to keep the birds happy. He is constantly filling the bird house with food and replenishing the hanging food parels in the trees,

One of the local magpies also called in to see if there was anything going, but did not stay long and now it is snowing. Big flakes are falling, but I do not think it will last very long.

Today being Sunday there is not very much excitement in the Angloswiss household. I will now begin to prepare lunch. Mr. Swiss said he is glad I am managing to cook. With a broken leg. However, I can stand in the kitchen and get the food done. I don’t know myself how I manage it. Yesterday lunch was a cooked chicken. I had to skin the chicken and prepare the mixed veg. Once it was cooking in the pan with all the spices and juice, I could forget it for an hour. Yesterday evening was a little more complicated as it was chilli con carne, but with a little help from the kitchen boy (Mr. Swiss), I also managed that one.

Lunch today will be a veal stew. If I prepare it now in the pan it can cook slowly until lunch time. As I have no cleaning I can do, I will have enough time. I wonder how my men managed whilst I was in hospital. Mr. Swiss said it was OK, but more short cuts with ready stuff from the supermarket than actual cooking. He even made an “instant” Rösti which you can buy here in pakets, with the potato already in the shredded version, so all you have to do is fry it.

Mr. Swiss did a wonderful job of ironing the bed linen yesterday and now has only one sheet. I might be able to manage that one myself. I can lower the ironing board and sit on a chair, but I am thinking about it. Mr. Swiss says no, it would be too much for me.

I am also getting lazy and apart from blogging I have not done very much else. Today I want to take a few photos with a real camera and not my mobile phone. I have really neglected my photography, but can only take photos from the window of the appartment.

Today it is two weeks since I had my spectacular accident, resulting in the broken leg. Mapping up the progress made since, I can now get into bed without pain. I probably hobble a little faster and I have perfectioned my abilities on my walker, but practice makes perfect.

I hope you all have a good Sunday, I will be back.

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