It is Spring again
It is Spring again
In my wheelchair along the railway and having a look at the back mirror.
Solothurn Main Station waiting for the train from Zürich on platform 3.
Transit through Zürich taking the track to Schaffhausen.
Me, cut vegetable so fine and thin that it is not only a delight to the taste, but to the eyes. I cannot even thread a needle with my glasses on. Let’s forget it. Of course if a machine exists that would do it, then why not. The problem being that if you use a machine to cut your carrots, celery and leeks into thin fragile stalks, the machine will have to be organised and afterwards the separate parts washed. Imagine all those vegetable bits and pieces hanging in the slots having to be removed by the force of water or hand.
Then there is another problem. As you can see I have one of those wonderful potato peelers that removes the skin of the potato in paper thin strips. By the way did you know that the first potato peeler with horizontal moving blades was invented by a Swiss guy? There were others of course, but his is the one that Mrs. Angloswiss generally uses in her kitchen. They really do remove the skin of the potato in almost transparent pieces. Now and again my potatoes are tinged with red stains on the surface, due to the fact that the peeler is so good it often mistakes my finger for a potato, but nothing that a wash under the tap will remove. I just have to remove some stray pieces of finger nail that might get involved in the operation.
Otherwise what is the point in cutting your veg toothpick size. It might look good, but is it really worth performing a clinical operation on the veg to create a work of art. The taste remains the same and your body will not notice the difference when digesting. I like my veg to look like veg and do not want to insult it by transforming it into a designer’s paradise. Let my carrot be as it grows: slice them, chop them or even mash them but do not convert them into matchsticks.
Although I must admit that a Swiss Rösti must be cut in thin pieces, otherwise it would not be a rösti, but thick enough to enjoy the taste. I just could not resist showing everyone a Swiss Rösti produced by Mrs. Angloswiss. This is not julienne, this is Swiss farmers breakfast style.
This morning I am ready to go, not anywhere special, but ready for the daily chores. It all began 10 minutes earlier than my usual rising time, because it was Thursday morning and Thursday is the day for changing the bed linen, inclusive fix sheets and duvet/cushion covers. Mr. Swiss and I split the work. I can sit comfortably on the bed and pull on the new covers and he does the rest with the sheets and cleaning under the beds. This means a later start to everything, but there is no-one waiting for a golden oldie.
The photo is my morning transport system when I shift my computer to the kitchen on my walker. I no longer use the walker for walking, but it can carry stuff for me. On the right are daily uploads of my Kindle and two iPads to make sure they are ready for use. My iPhone was charged some time in the early morning hours when I awake for that nightly visit to that place where most of us go in the middle of the night, at least the golden oldies do.
Eventually I arrived in the kitchen and found we had a visitor in the kitchen sink.
I do not know who was more surprised, her or me (must be a lady spider, they are usually bigger). After taking a few photos to commemorate the occasion I removed her with some kitchen paper and placed her outside where she disappeared into our garden cupboard to cool down and perhaps spin a net for her babies when they arrive – who knows.
The next excitement was when the postman rung and only once, I thought they always rang twice. It was a special three month supply of my injections for my MS injections which always arrive in enormous cool boxes in Summer. The postman said we can take our time unpacking them as he has to do his round in our estate and he will collect the empty boxes on his way back. So I have had my 3 surprises already today and now want to take it easy.
The weather looks good, the sun is shining so what could be better. My garden is now looking OK and even my lawn has almost recovered from the builder’s attack last year. There are a few small bare patches, but our gardener said when is has some pieces of ready grown lawn he will patch it up for us. Note the plant next to mowy, my automatic garden mower. They were selling large pots of basil again in the supermarket and that is the only herb that is missing at the moment. Last year I bought such a pot and it was infected with the dreaded creeping dodder, so I am keeping a special eye on this one.
And I have a new lodger in the garden.
It was love at first sight when I saw him (and his many brothers and sisters) standing in the supermarket garden section. It is a new arrival and I just had to take him home with me. He is full heavy metal and was not cheap, but I would rather pay money for a homeless animal and know it was all in a good cause. He feels quite comfortable in the front garden and even Mr. Swiss likes him. I was going to save the photo for an oddball, but he is no odd ball, he is now a member of the family.
Although I have no shopping trip this morning I still have a few things to do, although Mr. Swiss and I have now recovered the beds, killed a spider and organised my 3 months supply of injections in the fridge in my washing room in the cellar. We even defrosted the freezer yesterday afternoon, but that is another story, see link Cold in the Freezer.
Remember, be kind to your insects, they will be thankful. Have a good day, enjoy it, see you on the flip side.
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