
Yesterday afternoon it got a little cloudy, but no rain. I decided to escape for a couple of hours and took a wheelie into town with my chair. Since the week-end I have not really been anywhere.

Even our local market town of Solothurn seems to be preparing for its winter sleep. The boulevard cafés were empty and everything was quite deserted.

The remains of our town trade fair are now being cleared away and the middle age fortifications are being revealed again. It was a good time while it lasted and I enjoyed my many visits. I was glad to be able to wheel around the fair with no problems. Now and again I crossed the path of another wheelie and we always gave a wave and a smile having something in common. I really treasure the freedom I have with my wheelchair. It cost money, but money well invested.

And now back to the progress in my garden, which also costs a lot of money, but money well invested – I hope. Mr. Swiss is a bit old fashioned in his gardening ways and is still thinking of the days of lawn and garden beds, which were good, but the work was becoming too much for me and he is not a gardener. He just helped with the heavier work, which he also cam no longer do.

Yesterday it was resembling a scene from a horror film about graveyards, but today it is gradually taking shape. Our raised beds are growing. Now and again one of the gardeners grinds a stone to the correct height and shape. I was talking the lady in charge yesterday and today we will be choosing the plants. My neighbours had a look in yesterday. They are both in our age group and overhauled their garden some time ago with some plastic lawn and easy to do stuff. We all have the same problems in age. Their garden also looks quite good but they found our new garden will look good and be more practical.
Today was day of bed renewal with new linen. My job is covering the cushions and duvet fresh and Mr. Swiss deals with the fitted sheets. Some how we managed to get it done. Mr. Swiss has a doctor appointment this morning. He has had various examinations and now has a complete clean bill of health inside and outside with the exception of his back. Back operations are always difficult when you are almost more than a golden oldie: Mrs. Angloswiss now walks with a walker in the supermarket and Mr. Swiss hangs onto the trolley, but otherwise also now needs a stick. Somehow we manage. There are things in life you never expect. You have always done your daily duty, gone to work, looked after the home and brought up the kids and one day you are retired. That is great, no more taking orders. However, now your days are filled with doctor appointments, planning which medicine to take next and seeing what various helps you can get for your moving possibilities.
And now to move on. I have things to do, but am not planning on going places today, although you never know. As the sun rises on the day in Switzerland I say enjoy the day and see you around later.

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