They also come in orange
They also come in orange
Storm clouds are gathering over Europe, no over the world and we are being attacked by n unseen hostile enemy., but let us not forget the enemies within us. Today I received a video from YouTube on my Facebook messenger. It was from someone I only knew from a Facebook connection and he was one of the good guys. He had a video link asking if that was really me on the video. Of course this was a fake. Who on earth would post a video of me? What did I do? I deleted it of course. A few minutes later there was a message on facebook from this guy saying someoe had hacked is account and to delete the video being sent. How can people be so mean to do such a thing. They have no profit from it moneywise. Just to satisfy they crooked ego.
You always have to be one step ahead in the Internet. It seems there are all sort of scams being made at the moment, connected to the virus. All I can say is beware.
I live where the hedgehogs and mice say good night to each other
Where even the cows and horses treat each other as a brother
The bids fly free, perhaps searching for a worm
But even the worms find food where ever they might squirm
And I see it all from my my window where I hear the caw of a crow
The squeak of a passing mouse, searching for food high and low
I enjoy my habitat, passing through this station
Although not like the animals, I am living isolation
But this too will pass, our world is taking a pause
Mankind has had to take a rest for a temporary cause
Nature is so beautiful, at last we have time to observe
To savour the peace and quiet and to explore this unwanted curve
One day it will be history, not something that forbids
We will remember it with stories to tell to the grandkids
What is hiding under the bed covers? Did I hear a soft meow somewhere?
No brilliant sun this morning, but an interesting sky. Even the begin to a sunny day can get a little boring. After taking my usual morning photos, my next step is to replace the water outside for the cat – and begin to replenish the bird seed for the day. I keep it in the garden cupboard. As I opened the cupboard this morning I saw something quickly move in a bag where I keep the empty glass bottles and jars for the container collection in the village. It was then that I saw something looking at me and quickly move. It sees Micky the mouse has returned. Perhaps he never left us but spent the Winter sleep in the cupboard. I told Mr. Swiss and he said he knows. Now and again he appears outside when the coast is clear. I opened the cupboard again, this time armed with my mobile camera for a shot, but Mickey remained out of sight. I do not mind mice but do not appreciate them living in my garden cupboard. It is now Spring and they get their urges to establish a family. Mice families are not one or two children, but more like 10 or 12 and I am not very happy about that.
In the meanwhile I partook of my frugal breakfast slices of bread and jam. I now have a new development and my tea no longer comes from a bag. I read somewhere that those tea bags might have plastic particles in them. I decided that normal tea leaves would be better, and so began a search for them in my store. My favourite tea is breakfast tea, but they only have this is bags. Actually all teas seem to be in bags, but I found an Earl Grey loose leaf tea and so treated myself to a box. For myself alone a pot would be too much and I do not take milk or sugar in my tea. I found my tea spoon sieve and so today I tried it with real tea leaves fresh from the box. Earl Grey is not a bad tea, although a little scented, but I am quite happy with it and it is plastic free.
I saw that the hawthorn tree opposite my window is now flowering, so spring has really arrived.
Yesterday our Swiss government had another hours briefing on the state of the flying hairy peas in the air. Nothing seems to have changed much. It seems that the British prime minister now has the dreaded and a few of this ministers. There was too much hand shaking going on it seems. Undaunted political business is now being carried on from the home office in No. 10 Downing street with a few coughs in between. We have a couple of politicians that have it, but as far as I know, the Swiss members of the Federal Council are still operating as normal.
After Mr. Swiss disappeared into bed yesterday evening I was left with another episode of master cooks, which I quite like watching. Afterwards there was something so uninteresting on the BBC 1 channel that I did a little channel jogging and suddenly saw a programme had started on BBC 4 about Eel Pie Island in the River Thanes, The island is in the area of Twickenham/Richmond and it was the birth of Rhythm and Blues in Britain in the sixties. It is only available by one bridge from the banks of the River. It had a hotel where most of the groupies gathered. The main person at the beginning was the late Alexis Korner. This lead to the Rolling Stones, Yardbirds, Eric Clapton etc. and other groups of the time. It was such an interesting programme and brought me back to my teenage years with its musical background. I did not realise what a cradle of music it was at the time and I was riveted to the TV until the programme finished. All those grey haired golden oldies, still with their long hair, talking about how it was when they were young and lovely making their good music.
This song from the very young Rolling Stones was typical of the time. Oh what wonderful memories.
I will now leave you on this musical note as I should really get a move on from my breakfast table in the kitchen and do something more worth while. Have a good day, stay away from the flying peril in the air and enjoy the music. I know I will.
Je gratte, donc je suis
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