Or is it a triffid?
Or is it a triffid?
Some situations can be quite difficult to solve.
The grandchildren arrive, the grandchildren go
It is so nice to see them, how quickly they can grow
The older decides to hide from grandpa and ma
The baby is curious and observes it all from far
Eventually they are bold and decided to be heard
A cry here, a scream there, you cannot here a word
And then they are quiet, something biological might smell
The diapers are changed and then another yell
Now it is calm, the baby is sleeping
Food is on the table and the toddler is eating
Let’s have a game, the older solves a jigsaw
Whilst the baby looks around, no longer in withdraw
Time goes so fast, to the door they go in a leap
And grandpa and grandma are tired and have to sleep.
A crow and its stripes
I suppose even trees can get knotty sometimes, especially if they have been guided by human actions.
Hello sun, just stay around a bit and do not disappear. There is a nip in the air, but it is a nip that says it’s normal and I will disappear in an hour. I am sitting at the kitchen table having breakfast with my computer, so no great stress. Afterwards I will begin cooking for lunch as today I have visitors: No. 2 son and family will be here.
After yesterday’s drama I will be glad for smooth runnings. My car battery seized to exist and I had to organised a my car insurance to get it going again. They did all the contacts necessary and the garage guy tuned up and got it going. The warning sign on my car did say upload by driving, and it seems that would be the answer, when the car was again being activated. Eventually the garage guy drove to the garage with me following in his car and we left my car there and he drove me home again. He said as far as he could see there is nothing wrong with the car and I just do not drive enough long stretches. I suppose three times a week to the supermarket is not enough, and a few short trips in between to the doc. Perhaps I should drive the 100 kilometres to Zürich on the motorway now and again and back, or even Bern which is about 50 kilometres. Actually I did have motorway experience yesterday when I took a wrong turning to the garage and landed on the motorway. It was my error and I really had to think how to turn off again. After a while, changing from the Zürich stretch to the Bern stretch, I branched off and arrived at the garage. The guy was still waiting for me there, what a lovely man. He saw what happened and decided to wait as he was sure I would eventually turn up, Actually I wrote about it in a blog yesterday, but I am still recovering from the shock and stress of it all.
I eventually arrived home and confessed it all to Mr. Swiss, whose main comment was “Thank goodness I did not know it all when it happened”. I could understand him.
And so afterwards I prepared the evening meal and spent the evening catching up on the afternoon. Actually there was a good film on that Mr. Swiss had on a DVD “Educating Rita” about a working class girl that decided to improve here situation and take classes on literature from a college professor played by Michael Caine. It is an older film, but I would really recommend it. Perhaps a bit of a fairy story in between, but a nice one.
Mr. Swiss eventually disappeared to bed and I was left with my Saturday Evening soap “Casualty”, a hospital series. Sometimes you need little things to please little minds to get away from the real world
I am naturally a bit short of fresh photos at the moment as I have had other things to do that wander around with a camera, although I did discover this daffodil in my garden this morning. Always look on the bright side.
About this Corona virus thing again (sorry), there is something I do not understand. That the shops are out of hand sanitiser OK, but that there are reports from Britain that the shops are sold out of toilet rolls, I just do not understand. Perhaps someone can enlighten me. Is it being used as a handkerchief or is everyone so nervous that they have digestive problems. I can assure you that we still have enough in Switzerland.
And now to move on and hope for a nice quiet day with no unnecessary excitement. Have a good one.
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