The horse’s eye
The horse’s eye
The Human Tree
Greetings from Alfred Hitchcock
The Christmas Circus arrived in town
Along the hedge
Leaving the supermarket
The local railway connection into town
The seat was reserved for Santa at our Christmas Market. Rumour had it he was having a beer in a restaurant, but would be back at 4.10 p.m. Even Santa deserves a break now and again.
No idea, perhaps it is phlox
If I was a famous Swiss author, compositing stories and creating books, my photo would also be on this wall, but I am just a humble blogger scribbling on my computer some thoughts on the daily prompts of the day.
I was in Bern and visited the Stauffacher Bookstore some years ago, although it is a little more that just a place to buy books. If you visit their Café Littéraire you can relax with a coffee and see the photos of the writers of Switzerland on the wall.
There are many: Friedrich Dürrenmatt, Max Frisch, Hermann Hesse, Adolf Muschg, Peter Bichsel (who I often see in town) and Friedrich Glauser (one of my favourites) just to mention a few. Living in the German speaking part of Switzerland, my writers are mainly german speaking, but many works have been translated into english. I prefer to read the original german, having become bilingual almost over the past 50 years.
So if you ever chance a visit to Bern, the capital city of Switzerland, a visit to this bookstore would be worthwhile. And yes, they also have a large english section.
In the early days of TV Commercials, everyone was competiting to be the best. Especially washing powder ads wanted to wash whiter that all the others, but I remember the ad for Pepsodent, the toothpaste when everyone was wondering where the yellow went.
A windy morning this morning with some threatening clouds, but it has stopped raining at last. It only rained once yesterday, but without a pause. I was again restricted to home chores and shopping yesterday. My life as it was is no longer. So much has happened that I did not expect, but am slowly seeing some light at the end of the tunnel.
Yesterday the supermarket was naturally full of shoppers getting the food for Christmas holidays. For one moment I thought that famine was breaking out with the people buying. I was not much better I suppose, but slower. I had my list, but this time two lists which confused it all. I had one for the week-end and the other for the Christmas days. That was where the confusion began switching from one list to the other. As I was buying I was striking it from the list and now I have two empty lists, which I can now reconstruct for the next excursion tomorrow. Yes our supermarket will be open on Sunday. It is also open on Monday, Christmas Eve, but I am hoping to get it all settled tomorrow and I will then hibernate over the Christmas holidays until 27th December, when I can pick up my new car.
Today will be spent with tidying up and cooking. I am so looking forward to doing the housework because today I have time and no stress. In the last week I was just fitting it in between. When I got home yesterday I cooked lunch and afterwards the guy arrived about the new car insurance. Eventually I made my way to my bed. At 3.00 pm I had to have a rest and I slept until 5.00 pm. Yes it was a strange day. Needless to say I did just the necessary on the computer yesterday and closed down earlier.
In between I got a messenger conversation with my son and his family with facetime stuff as well. It is aways good to see them all, including my one and only grandson who is becoming a real handful.
Due to lack of photographic material at the moment, here is a photo of mother and No. 2 son taken with the messenger yesterday while we were talking.
The family will be visiting the first week of January after the Christmas carnival is over.
And now I will disappear for my daily normal chores. Have a good relaxing day. Now I realise how important relaxing is, just a few minutes to yourself is all it needs. Hope to be back later.
Je gratte, donc je suis
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