Fandango’s February Expressions #16

People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones

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If you lived in a town that was a target during five years of war, and constantly bombed by planes flying over, then you get used to see broken windows. Admittedly I grew up after the war, but it was post war London and there was a lot of broken glass windows around.

I must admit if you lived near a so-called “bomb site” you did not really care very much for the condition of the houses still standing. We kids on the block were growing up in a working class district and there were no Kindergartens Computer games were written with a pencil on paper, or perhaps scribbled on the pavement with chalk. When things got boring you visited some of the skeletons of the houses still standing and if there were windows still in one piece, that was one of the new games They did not remain in one piece for very long.  Of course it was the boys that did all the adventurous stuff, we girls preferred to have a look around in the abandoned gardens for flowers.

It did not make a lot of difference if there was once glass, and we all threw our stones now and again. It was all in the name of further education, to see what would happen. No-one got the blame, no-one was accused of damage and our mums and dads? We did not tell them what we did, they would only have been worried unnecessarily.

Fandango’s February Expressions #16

FOWC with Fandango: Terminal


The local train approaches one of the stations. It began its journey in Solothurn and travels on the rails parallel to the road until it reaches the end station of Niederbipp.

I seem to have been on a journey to my terminal since I had to have a new visa card as the old one had got compromised or whatever due to a stupid mistake on my behalf. Of course I had to enter the new number for my automatic payments for various annual charges.  I altered it myself for Paypal, but did not realise how many other companies were involved with various settlements once a year. WordPress could no longer renew my subscription and wrote to me. I had to wait for the new card which arrived a day later and was sure that everything was now in order. There was another surprise for a renewal with my photo programme. Today Windows told me they could not renew my subscription for Windows 10 office for the same reason.

I still like my Word programme, although have long forgotten how Excel functions, and I did the complete accounts for our local first aid organisation with Excel for five years. I spent half an hour on solving the problem. I am still a faithful follower of Outlook, so I had a slight panic attack when I realised none of it would be working. Luckily Windows said thankyou when I paid and now everything is back to normal.

And now everything is running smoothly and I realise how much I depend on these online paments.

FOWC with Fandango: Terminal

RDP Sunday: Boomerang


Today I broke out to discover what was happening in the world around me. I decided to see what the chickens were doing . There was a gap in the fence and a few got through although they seemed to be wandering around trying to find the way back again. However, there is always one adventurous chicken that decided to see more of the world before being cooped up.

She discovered that she was in the wrong place at the wrong time and was surrounded by horses. My boomerang was that when I arrived home and had a look on my camera I discovered there were 112 new photos to upload. That is why I am later today, but I did it and all is dealt with.

RDP Sunday: Boomerang

Good Morning


Until I get to this computer I have many obstacles to overcome: take a photo of the sunrise (if there is one), empty the cat’s litter box (she can be quite active in the night), feed the hungry birds outside (the ones that are almost falling from the branches of the tree due to overweight balance problems) and as a last duty make my breakfast and set up the computer. In between there might be laundry to deal with.

Now I am here sitting at the table in the kitchen doing my daily blogging duty. It is not really a duty, a routine, but you have to begin somewhere.

Yesterday I decided to have an easy day. I had a few tasks in the apartment to do and at last got around to sorting my orchids.


The collection is expanding. This is only few that are flowering. I have just as many that have flowered and are now taking five until the next flowering time. If only they would stop having special offers in the supermarket. I just cannot resist something for half the price. All my orchids were in need of a topping of of soil (actually a wooden shaving earth mixture). I believe they grow in the trees in their natural habitat. So now all 8 orchids have a safe place to stabilise their rooty feet.

I was also out in the garden during the day and now my crocus had opened their buds. At last a splash of colour.

Otherwise I busied myself with cooking the evening meal of chilli con carne. I did post a picture of the process yesterday, but here we have the finished offerings.


It fed all three of us quite well and there was nothing left afterwards. My son No. 1 always ensures that there are no leftovers.

Otherwise it was a quiet evening. Mr. Swiss had an early night and I was left with the TV and a book (actually a Kindle) which suited me fine.  It was really a good golden oldie evening for taking it easy. My soap was on the TV, one of those hospital series where everyone survives despite death threatening situations, and all the nurses and doctors seem to be more than just friends.  Sometimes I just love those perfect worlds.


I also noticed, after uploading my photos yesterday. that our little chaffinch was perched in the opposite tree. They tend to prefer a special place away from the maddening crowd of sparrows. They are really quite colourful. Gradually the time is approaching when I will have to stop feeding the birds in the morning. They will be busy having a nesting time with their chosen partners and there will be enough food on offer in nature’s supermarket.

I am also now on my way to see what the day holds. I am thinking of taking a short trip this afternoon, weather permitting. I will just have to give myself a prod to get moving. In the meanwhile enjoy Sunday, take it easy, and whether it is just a brunch, a Sunday roast, or even just a hamburger (Donald Trump’s favourite or perhaps his wife cannot cook) enjoy. I will be back with more exciting tales from the wilds of Switzerland.