Another unknown beauty for me.
Another unknown beauty for me.
There are many ways to reach a roof
And some passages can be quite dark
This seems to be a garage for bikes.
And you have your own pet camel sitting next to you.
A camel sitting in a Swiss market town
The local Indian restaurant – even they exist in our little market town
I think the owner was trying to tell me that he did not want any photos taken, or any peeping toms, so I decided it was a good opportunity to take a photo.
Ok, bear with me. There are many melodies, but I chose this Swiss one sung by Stephen Eicher, a Swiss singer. . Someone is drinking his campari soda whilst travelling on a plane somewhere and taking it easy. And the words are Swiss German dialect, not normal high German.
There are tunes that never go out of your head
When you wake up in the morning, they accompanied you in bed
Some of them are good, some of them are bad
Some make you happy and there are those that make you sad
I used to like it heavy, a bit of hard rock
But now a golden oldie, they give me a shock
It must be an age thing to like them soft and slow
I no longer like them fast, but more in a slow tempo
There were days when the Rolling Stones would blare out loud all day
And now I prefer the soft touch to guide me on my way
It is probably a sign of getting old and settled
The days of rock and roll are gone and also heavy mettled
So now give me a melody with a beginning and an end
Let it be unchained and not drive me around the bend
One of my sales people in the butcher’s department of the supermarket made me a very happy person today. Not Erika, the one in the photo, but she is representative for all of them, all wonderful people.
Last week I realised that Christmas for us, the big day, will be on a Monday, 24h December. This means that first of all we have a week-end of shopping to survive before the actual Chrismas hoidays begin and the shops will again close on 24th in the evening until 27th December. So how do I get my shopping with all the special goodies and keep it so long: no problem. I am not a Christmas person and there will be just me, Mr. Swiss and No. 1 son for the meals. There is a certain amount of planning to be done and have fresh and good food. I am not a person that freezes everything, I like to pick and choose my meat ready to eat when I buy it.
I timidly asked the butcher today if they are open for sales on 24th and he informed me, with such a reassuring happy smile, not only, but they will also be open on 23rd, which is a Sunday. This means that I can order my meat in December and pick it up fresh on 23rd to enable a good survival over Christmas. The guy was so friendly and helpful, so what could possibly go wrong. My Christmas food shopping is now organised.
Christmas shopping for gifts does not exist in the Angloswiss home. I do not celebrate Christmas as such and spending money just for the sake of buying something no longer exists. Of course, my one and only grandchild will have his gift, but at the age of 15 months he is the special one. I do not think he realises what Christmas is yet, he has not yet been inaugurated in the buying obligation. He was on a visit last week and I have a collection of soft toys, bunnies and dogs and all sorts. I found a strange little beetle with legs on a string and he pounced on it with exclamations of “yeah” in such a sweet voice that I realised it is not how big and grand the gift is, but the feeling it awakes in the child’s mind. He gripped it with his little fingers and proudly took it home, not letting go. They are the things that really give Christmas a meaning for me.
So where was I, yes shopping. The next step is make a list of the food I will need. I know what I will be cooking, nothing fancy, but good. Once a year you should spoil yourself.
Today the only Christmas catalogue I bother with arrived in the post. After a quick look through I saw they are delivering British Christmas Puddings, so I will probably order one. Being a Brit a little tradition is still there and I am not making my own. I have got lazy in my gold oldie days and I will have a dessert for the Christmas meal.
Yes my shopping will be an organised thing, some online, but above all no stress.
Was it the white rabbit that was always late in Alice in Wonderland. Today I am late, but my bed was so comfortable I just slept and slept. Usually I begin to dither around on my iPad from the bed to catch up on comments made during the night, This morning I was awoken by my alarm which is rare and had some catching up to do, but I think I have done it, although who cares. I am not going anywhere special, although there is a complete week-end shopping to do, but what does it matter. I did not even have time to glance through the local newspaper online to see the newest arrivals in the obituaries. OK, it might be a bit dim, but I discovered it is one of the pastimes of the golden oldies, especially when we realise that we
know knew some of them.
Yesterday I actually ventured into town in the afternoon. It was cold, but I survived, Wheeling around in a wheelchair might not be energetic but I was kept busy with the camera. I decided to wheel into the south of the town, although passed our fortifications on the way there.
I saw this brave man kayaking on the river. He looked like one of the tough ones.
As usual the town was almost empty when I entered. Where do the people go? It is no longer the hustle and bustle it used to be. I noticed a couple of tents in the distance. On a closer look I discovered they were signed with the name of one of our banks and perhaps something might be developing there.
I decided to wheel down to the South of the town across the river as I read in the newspaper that they are building some sort of Christmassy village there. Up to now there is not much to see, they are still building it, but an interesting tent has arrived.
There is also something hidden behind this blind, so I am looking forward to discovering something new next week perhaps. When December arrives we will have our Christmas market and that will be worth a visit. There is always something going on somewhere. In the olden days before my walking problems were something realistic, I never bothered with these things, but since being mobile with a chair, I have discovered a positive side of it all that I did not realise would exist.
I even discovered this shop yesterday whilst wheeling down our Goldgasse. Who would have thought that guns and rifles would be sold openly in a shop in Switzerland, although I believe you have to show some sort of permission to actually buy one. I think the idea is for the hunters. Actually every able bodied Swiss has a rifle under the bed or in a cupboard somewhere. It belongs to the equipment you take with you when you do your annual army service. My No. 2 son had one, and had to do his practice one a year like all the others. When he served his time and was discharged from the army and he returned his rifle, although for a special price he could have bought and kept it. The ammunition was always in a sealed box and only to be used in an emergency such as protecting the Swiss borders., but I have my cat for that.
So I took a peek at our cathedral looming over the rooftops as I departed on my way home. This time I took the normal road and not along the river bank. It was too cold and unfriendly.
I passed by one of our local churches. I know we have churches everywhere, it is all roman catholic. I also noticed that the local Jura mountains were begininning to gather their misty shrouds again although I did see the sun at least twice yesterday.
I am still behind so will disappear. I can already hear Mr. Swiss with his vacuum cleaner and I should also do my bit. The shopping list is made and there are deeds to be done.
Enjoy the daily routine and just look on the bright side of it, if you find it. Keep well and as fit as possible.
Je gratte, donc je suis
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