A mixture of pansies
A mixture of pansies
There should be a manual for parking spaces. This photo is of a local road which is closed once a year to allow the frogs to cross over to their breeding grounds on the other side. It is no big deal and we have another road to enable the cars to follow another route to the next village. Yes, we are considerate towards our frog population. If they could not cross the road, they might disappear from the local ponds, not being able to produce their many tadpoles.
Today I was again on a shopping safari. I went a little later as I had a passenger in the car, Mr. Swiss, who had an eye test at the opticians for new glasses (although that is only a sidetrack). The main thing was that when I drove into the parking lot to reach the road to the special parking places for handicapped, it had similar signs telling me it would not be allowed. I suggested to Mr. Swiss I could drive around the signs but he warned me that you do not know what is at the other end, so I turned my car and drove to another special parking lot for people like me. There are three spaces only next to the exit/entrance so everyone likes to choose them. I was lucky and one was empty, so I at least had somewhere to park and not too much to walk. Mr. Swiss helped me to get the trolly for the shopping, although even he needs a walker.
Eventually I deposited him at the opticians and then went straight to the customer service (again – they know me now) to ask what was going on. The told me they were doing a remake of the electronics department and have blocked the spaces. I asked until when an the answer was “no idea”. Was that an answer? I have the telephone number of the lady responsible in the store and called her but she only works in the morning.
I did not give up. Armed with my manual for sticking up for my rights I walked out to the place with the special parking spaces, and it was filled with a trough containing bricks and other such building materials and three large, muscular men were standing around having a break probably. I approached them asked how long this theatre piece was being rehearsed, as I do rely on these spaces. He told me his story that yesterday there were problems with interruptions in the building work and it was decided to block the spaces until the work was done. Was I satisfied with this answer? No, so I asked when it was intended to revert again to a normal situation and give me my parking spaces back. I would mention that Mr. Swiss was now having his eyes examined and did not know about the battle his wife was having for her rights, which is just as well. Somehow men find it is better not to say anything and just accept
After a 5-10 minute conversation wit the heavy brigade we parted the best of friends wishing a nice day. I was told that tomorrow everything will be back to normal, whatever that is. I knew the work would be a month, but he could not tell me how it would further develop, although I do not think that they will be filling containers with rocks and bricks daily.
Perhaps if I had been a frog I could have hopped over it all, but I am just an average housewife hunting for food and drink and not wanting to produce spawn for tadpoles.
Another bang in the garden
And they all came crashing down
It was time to wear a helmet again
The wind is back in town
A battle was raging, there were casualties
Trees stood branch in branch
Twigs were bending, leaves were flying
It was an avalanche
At the end of the day the leaves were down
but the trees still standing firm
Every year the same old story
Again the Autumn term
Seen at the local market
Nothing special in the sky this morning, just hovering clouds forming a lid over everything. A slug has discovered my morning food table for the birds. Yesterday and today he was munching away at the various assortment of bird food, at least I think he was. You never see their over 600 hundred teeth. I think they are somewhere on the under carriage and where they lay they absorb and digest. Anyhow it was a short lived pleasure as I lifted him/her away from the table and threw him/her into a further corner of the meadow.
Yesterday was at last my visit to the dentist. I very much regretted not going for more than a year, but I just could not fit in a check up and had to postpone two appointments with the dental hygienist. Now that I had a quarry on a tooth I at last saw my dentist. She is really a lovely person and we parted with a second appointment in December. She did a cosmetic on the tooth for the time being but a second visit will be necessary to remove my original amalgam filling and complete the job. I still have three of them from the dark ages of dentistry and gradually they will be removed. Luckily I don’t have any problem with an inflamed nerve, so I can wait. She mentioned that as you get older the teeth get a little more resistant and harder. Naturally I took a few photos while I was there and found this arrangement quite amusing to encourage the kids to like your dentist. Actually I am quite happy with my dental situation although I have quite a rigorous procedure daily to make sure I can keep them.
I again had an advanced lesson on driving yesterday, parking in the underground car park. I always go to the bottom third level. It is nice and spacious, plenty of room and usually find two spaces together which simplify my parking process. I have discovered that since driving regularly again (now almost a year) parking is my weakest spot. I always seem to have a problem to park in a straight line. Anyhow I have accustomed myself to writing the park place number on my smart phone, to make sure I find my car again.
I think today is the first day for a long while that I have no important appointments. Just a shopping tour and deposit Mr. Swiss at the opticians for his eye test, which also happens to be in the shopping centre. Whilst I am shopping he can have his eyes tested.
Whilst I am writing I have received a message from my No. 2 son who happens to be on a business conference in Athens at the moment. They seem to have an old building up on a hill there which would really need a little repair work.
And here we have it again in the evening, I think it is known as the Acropolis, taken from the hotel terrace. Oh to be young again and be able to travel. I have never been to Greece. I even sometimes miss my annual trips to London when my dad was still here.
And now to move on and back in the world of cows, cheese and other Swiss symbols. I am a little later this morning, but it was so comfortable hugging my bed and a golden oldie does not really have to go anywhere, except for the dentist, the doctor and the store.
Have a good day everyone, will be back later with some more news and views on life.
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