There seems to be a bit of everything in this bouquet, but it is looking good.
There seems to be a bit of everything in this bouquet, but it is looking good.
When I went to the store this afternoon on my shopping trip I did not expect to be sitting in my car for almost an hour behind this blue car (which was a police car) that was parked in front of a local ambulance which was also parked.
I will begin at the beginning. I was on the last stretch of the supermarket road and suddenly I heard the police sirens, somewhere behind me. Funny thing is that in my 30 years of driving this was only the second time it ever happend, the first time being two days ago. I seem to have an attraction for emergencies at the moment. So what did I do? I put my foot on the brake and waited. Nothing happened except that suddenly someone gave me a warning bleep on their horn behind me, so I went back into motion and drove into the parking lot on my way to the spaces for the handicapped. Suddenly the police car past in front of me whilst I was waiting to drive out onto the road. He had now turned off the horn and so I turned the corner onto the street as everthing was now clear. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. As I drove a little further my path was blocked by the two vehicles in the picture. I had no warning, no signal, that the path was now blocked. I was just the last car moving.
After sitting for five minutes a policeman came over to me and said it would only be half an hour there has been a problem in the store.
The only thing left to do was wait and of course, take a few photos. From the window of my blocked car I could see the supermarket entrance and there was quite a commotion. There was a guy sitting on a chair and is accompanying person was looking after him. There were two ambulance men and two police also making themselves busy. There had not been an accident I discovered, the guy had just felt bad. I did say to the police office thank goodness there was not an armed robbery. He even laughed.
There was also a second ambulance parked on the side. After a while the police guy came over again and said I could drive backwards down the road and back onto the parkhouse spaces. I told him no way was I going to. I am handicapped, the street is narrow and afterwards I have to do a back turn into the entrance of the parking spaces. Afterwards he even offered to do it for me with the car. I told him that would not work because it would be impossible for me to walk afterwards to the supermarket. I need the parking spots for the handicapped so I will wait.
This was really an unexpected event for me. In the meanwhile I called Mr. Swiss to tell him of my predicament. And so I continued to wait. As I was parked next to the Christmas tree I had something to look at in the meanwhile.
After almost an hour the ambulance man appeared again (he had been moving stuff backwards and forwards constantly) and the policman got into his car. Could I hope we would soon be moving? Yes, he ignited his motor and moved his car and the ambulance moved on. I could proceed with my journey. Needless to say all the handicapped parking spaces were completely empty as I was the only one that was blocked on the road.
Sometimes I really have to wonder why these things always happen to me.
What could be more taciturn than a group of golden oldies concentrating and waiting for the next number to be called in the lotto match. By the way the golden oldie gentleman third from the left is my late dad (age 100). I think I took the photo some time around the queen’s birthday, hence the decorations of the Union Jack above.
Not such a super sunrise this morning, but at least there are cloud contours. I cannot really complain about the weather at the moment as it really seems to be behaving itself. No snow storms or ice and mobility is enabled, although I had another day at home yesterday. I was thinking about taking a wheelie somewhere, but decided to hug my bed after lunch a little longer. One of the privileges or being a golden oldie. I have been enough going here and there lately and am glad when I can stay where I am.
We were also waiting for the silicon seal to dry at the base of our new glass shower doors. The old doors were some sort of plastic, the original ones, and we decided after having the shower modernised this year with a seat and handles to hold onto, that new doors would also be a good idea. We are pleased with the result and of course they seal much better.
On my last wheelie I noticed that the horses were still out on the nearby meadow and these two were grazing away.
Today I am off shopping again this afternoon. I am gradually getting my Christmas food shopping done and the non perishable stuff I can already buy. I have programmed next Monday for the main buys, although it is not looking so stressful. I just hope that there will be no great problem with parking space at the supermarket. Last year was a catastrophe and they were even turning cars away, although when they saw by handicap permit in the car they let me through and I remember I did have some luck in finding the last available space.
I am still waiting for my second amaryllis bud to open, so it looks like it will be tomorrow.
Otherwise nothing really happening in the Swiss jungle at the moment. I get most of my excitement from the TV programmes at the moment. Boris Johnson, the British prime minister, had his new entrance in parliament yesterday with this merry men. I had to laugh when the commentator said he again appeared with his famous hair style, every hair not in place. Whether you like the guy or not, I must say he is always good for a laugh. I wish we could laugh at more politicians and not just wring your hands in despair.
And now I really must go, even a golden oldie has her schedule. Have a good day everyone, see you later.
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