FOWC with Fandango: Beard

Marcel with the new cap

I actually titled this photo “Mr. Swiss with new cap”, but this is not about the cap although part of his Winter image. Most men with less hair on the head than otherwise wear something on the head on the cold Winter days, and he decided for an “Andy Capp”. “Andy Capp” is an english cartoon character of the average British working man. He always wears his cap day and night. Mr. Swiss only wears his in the Winter and I think this one was from the year before last. He always bought one in London when he accompanied me to see my dad, but now he has to buy them in Switzerland.

But this is about a beard. I cannot remember when it appeared, but I know I was adamant that he kept it. I remember he once shaved it off and I was annoyed, but as it is a three-four day beard, it returned again after a few days. I think he made a few comments about not even being able to decide himself, but I ignored them. And now the beard is here to stay, after 40 years of being with a beard I cannot imagine him without it. Our first ten years of marriage were beardless. And the grey highlights? Why not we are both golden oldies and it is part of our trade mark.

FOWC with Fandango: Beard

RDP Friday: Damp

Misty Moning

Growing old surrounded by mist is really not such fun
Your neck is fixed, it creaks as well, you begin to long for the sun
On a misty morning you only see outlines, the trees have disappeared
Or perhaps it is time for a new pair of glasses, your eyes feel like they are smeared
Every Autumn the same old story, we have a creeping damp
It is a ghostly invasion, nothing is clear, no light is seen from the lamp
And when the month comes to an end, it will be halloween
There are screams and sounds of ghosts and ghouls, only their shapes can be seen
A ghostly hand reaches out in the fog, and even that is clammy
Oh how I wish to leave this place for a holiday in Miami
I took a walk through the cemetery, and tripped upon a bone
My hand was cut, bleeding so much, and I heard a vampire groan
So don’t go down in the woods today, you never know what will appear
It is better to stay at home in the warmth and enjoy the atmosphere
Go to bed, hide under the sheets, to keep the damp at bay
Hoping that later the weather will change and you have a sunny day

 RDP Friday: Damp

Good Morning

Autumn Trees 11.10 (3)

I found Autumn yesterday on a wheelie along the river in my chair. It is the sort of colour I like: a mixture of the shape of things to come, but it can only get better. There was no great cloud photo this morning as there is a lot of humidty around. It has not rained, and we have the misty morning event.

Swans 11.10 (6)

To complete the picture, I met a swan and a duck on the way into town on the river. They seemed to be doing their own thing.

I had spent the last two afternoons at home so I decided it was time for a getaway. This time I did it all on my own. Mr. Swiss had to pick up some tablets from the doc and also our car was finished with the chassis work so had to go to the garage in the next village. Usually he opens the doors etc. for me when I leave in the wheelchair, but this tine I had to do it all by myself. I had to manoeuvre the chair through the apartment door, leave the chair and close the door. Then I had to prop open the door to the apartment block and wheel myself out. It was a little complicated as I had to leave the chair for a few door openings and fixing but I did it. It is funny how these little triumphs of independence boost the ego, at least mine. Eventually I was free and wheeled my way into town.

Baselstrasse 11.10.2018

On my way I passed this sign telling me that there was a fruit day in Solothurn at the Rossmarket on 25.10.2018. Great, another opportunity for a few photos. I discovred that the Rossmarkt would be the large empty area surrounding our underground parking house and another opportunity for a few photos I hope. I am really becoming a typical Swiss golden oldie housewife, marking all the local events for a visit. My mother-in-law was into that sort of stuff. She had a special wardrobe of clothes for her market visits on Saturday morning. It was the event of the week for her. I do not do Saturday mornings, but more during the week. Of course, she did not have a camera or mobile phone to take photos, but was more interested in meeting people she knew. She grew up here, I am a newcomer, only being here for the past 50 years. 🙂

Altstadt 11.10 (2)

I noticed this colourful balcony on the top floor of an old town building, below the cathederal, so decided to zoom in to see what it had to offer. What a wonderful oasis in town to have. There would be a view over the river and it looked so comfortable. Renting appartments in town is an expensive business, but if you can afford it, an interesting place to live. Normal people like myself live in apartment buildings on the edge of the old town. We lived for many years in such an area. Our last appartment was an old building in town. It was six rooms and we had four kids at home, so it was ideal. The rent was reasonable as it had not yet been modernised. We moved out 20 years ago when we bought our apartment in our village and since the whole building has been renovated. Probably no longer so reasonable in rent.

I have no plans for today, so will see how it develops. We have the week-end shopping to deal with. I have already made the list and am ready to go after the normal game I play with the vacuum cleaner and mop. Our new shopping system is working well. Mr. Swiss and I part company at the entrance to the supermarket. He deals with a few bits and pieces combined with a relaxing coffee in the restaurant and I do the shopping. He does what he likes and so do I. Mr. Swiss said you enjoy the shopping more than I do, and that is true. It gives me a purpose in my little housewife life and we golden oldies always find a positive side to everything. The supermarket trolleys are so handy for holding onto when walking around the shelves.

St. Urs

I will now leave you to whatever you do on a Friday with a photo of part of our old town with the St. Urs cathedral in the background and hope you have a good one. Tomorrow is the week-end for those that lead a non-golden oldie life. I always have to remind myself about week-ends. Sleep well the remainder.