Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Things People Play With

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It is a doll. I had to look twice, but toys are becoming more realistic. I thought someone had forgotten their baby on the street.

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On a sports ground I notice this construction suddenly arrived. I was not sure what it was, but children need no time to discover its advantages.


My hairdresser once had this brilliant idea to keep her customers busy whilst they were waiting for their haircut. The jigsaw puzzle was in the window and anyone could participate. I fitted a few pieces together myself.

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Things People Play With

FOWC with Fandango: Silence

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We are surrounded by silence: by forests and a river. Even traffic on the road does not disturb us. We have a motorway for the noisy stuff at a distance. The only noise we have are the crows that gather in their colony. One crow says let’s go and they all go together, with a group caw of course. Now and again the magpies join in, but they snatter more than caw.

During the night silence spreads itself over the land. If you have problems with sleeping it is usually the sound of silence that disturbs.

I grew up in London, in the middle where the lorries thunder on the roads and there is never a quiet moment. Perhaps that is the reason why noise does not really bother me. I can switch off and not hear any noise. Now I have the sounds of nature, natural, and not manmade. I enjoy it. The worst is the morning alarm. Why an alarm when I am a golden oldie and am not going anywhere? That is obvious, otherwise I would probably sleep all day enjoying the silence of my world.

FOWC with Fandango

RDP Tuesday: Rugged

Harley Davidson HESO Tag 30.09 (13)

The rugged men hit the town, windows in houses were shaking
Driving long the road, there was a great awakening
They were driving on their Harleys, a special motor bike name
Their faces hidden by their scarves, from all directions they came
Were they the easy riders, travelling from East to West
Or dd they have a mission, perhaps on a special quest
So many bikes were almost too much, they parked them everywhere
Bikes on the right and bikes on the left, they were visiting the local fair

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Leather jackets, blue jeans and covering eyes with a dark goggle
Spreading their feelers  everywhere, the mind begins to boggle
They had taken over the town there was no room to move
Golden Oldies were mystified at this new type of groove
A brumm brumm brumm was filling the air and other sounds of power
They were the men with the iron machines, arriving every hour
Soon the public had heard the noise and began to gather to see
The cyclists decided to take a ride, together for the glee
Ear drums popped and buildings shook as they rumbled over the cobbles
Glasses in restaurants vibrated and everything got the wobbles
At last the time approached to go, they departed all altogether
They were revving up the rugged men, they were the birds of a feather

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RDP Tuesday: Rugged

Good Morning

Crow 08.10.2018

It is still morning here, although a little later than usual. My cleaning lady was scheduled, I got all my usual routine stuff done and she called to say she has an appointment this morning, but would come this afternoon. It makes no difference to a golden oldie like me as I do my own thing and let her get on with it, Yesterday was another sunny day so I went for a wheelie into town in the afternoon in my chair and noticed this crow perched on a fence in a garden on the way. Perhaps he was sun bathing.

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I wheeled on to town as it was the second Monday in the month when they have their market day. Since I conquered the streets with my chair and now have the routine, I go to town when I read that there is something going on and I am now becoming a regular visitor of the monthly market. In the morning it is more fruit and vegetable  and in the afternoon a bit of everything, but not food. They used to have a small cattle market when I arrived in Solothurn at one of the smaller raileway stations, but I do not know if it is still there. I never venture out in the morning. I am too lazy and prefer to do my housewife stuff in the morning. Mr. Swiss is more a morning person, although I suspect he disappears to get out of my way with the vaccum cleaner, although he also does his bit.

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There was the usual bits and pieces that a market has and I like to see the original methods they have to show their goods. this seemed to be a variety of covers for a settee, or perhaps a couple of tablecloths.

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I have a feeling that as time goes on the market will no longer be as special for me. I had an interesting meeting with another lady in a wheelchair. She also had an electric chair and a camera which was our common item to begin a talk. She was about my age, and said she could no longer walk., but her wheelchair was her key to freedom, as it is mine as well. She lived locally in one of the villages and told me everywhere that she roams, and I really felt like a  beginner. She likes to take photos of flowers, which I also like to do. It seems that she also takes flower photos in her local supermarket as do I, but she had a problem as one of the assistants did not agree. She had a word with the manager and now she has special permission to take her photos.

I also take my photos regularly in our local supermarket. The department boss once ask one of the ladies why I am taking photos. She told me and I said for my computer and blog site, and the boss found that was OK. Now when I arrive in the gardening department I am greeted by all and have absolutely no problem for my photo clicks.

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I continued on my journey towards our Kreuzacker bridge which is free of traffic. the street was also occupied by various market stalls. I had been away for more than an hour and to be quite honest, there was nothing more to see.

Rötibruck 08.10.2018

I wheeled on along the river path taking a photo of the lower part of our traffic bridge, combined with a footpath on a lower level and eventually arrived home. In the meanwhile the workers had painted our entrance door to the apartment, so I had to be careful entering with the wheelchair and all because of the wet paint. We have a young lady and young man doing the work for the painters and they are very helpful when they see me leaving, holding the door open for my chair etc.

On the whole I must say that people are very considerate and helpful when they see me coming. If I want to cross the road in the wheelchair sometimes I just like to take my time, but when you notice that all the traffic stops immediately for you, you have to go, otherwise it could get a little embarrassing.

Mr. Swiss has returned from his quest in town and brought me my favourite Autumn gingerbread biscuits from the supermarket, it is a German speciality. I particularly like the chocolate covered ones, but last time they disappeared before I realised we had some in the cupboard. I think someone had a guilty conscience, but now there is a fresh packet to enjoy.


May it be a good day, or sleep well those still hugging the bed.