Another selection from the store.FOTD October 21 2020: Chrysanthemums
No matter how many languages you learned
The accent remains, cannot be spurned
Have been speaking german for fifty years at least
But I still get the same questions, I am a movable feast
You have a strange accent, are you perhaps dutch?
Perhaps they speak more foreign languages and we British not so much
And so I say no, no, and then I do admit
Not double dutch or Schwyzertütsch, I am an original Brit
What does our village post office have to do with fantasy? One aspect is that it no longer exists and was closed down. The post closed many of the village post offices, so we now have to go to town, or the next village. Of course the problem is solved by doing all financial transactions on line.
This means that for the post you need a plastic card and a strange small instrument to keep it all safe, protected with a system, as I do. I have a bank account, but prefer doing my daily business, shopping etc, and paying online bills, by the post application. I can also use the plastic card in the store for paying, although my store now has an app. My post account is available online and I only have to show it on my phone, the lady at the cash desk does her bit and the bill is paid. I no longer really need my plastic card for this particular store, but I still need it for oither stores and transactions.
The fantasy now happened today when I was in another store, wanted to pay and yes, my post card was not where it should be in my purse. Luckily I did have a few other cards to pay the bill, but I was naturally very unsure and in a predicament. I phoned Mr. Swiss at home and he had a look and found nothing.
I searched through my bag, and when I got home went through a few pockets. still nothing. Then Mr. Swiss to the rescue. He reminded me that I did an online payment during the week and so I had at look at the device I need for the payment operation. Yes, the card was still in the machine. It seemed that the golden oldie fantasy struck again.RDP Wednesday: Fantasy
This morning I did my usual check on the sky to see what sort of day it will be and saw a lovely blue patch. I then did my next task and pumped up the computer. My first stop is always Facebook. I do not know why, I am not really a Facebook person that I divulge all my secrets and feelings on this site. I suppose it is merely habit, and then it happened. I was awake immediately. Facebook was congratulating Mr. Swiss on his 81st birthday and me? I had sleeked out of bed, dragged myself to the kitchen, met Mr. Swiss on the way as he was returning to his bed and we both mumbled a few words of recognition, but nothing more. Life as a golden oldie can really have an effect on your person. Of course I stormed back to the bedroom and with many shameful apologies wished him happy birthday. His reaction? I forgot yours last year as well. I suppose after living together since 51 years, you do tend to forget these things that almost become routine. Needless to say there will be no big celebrations. Neither of us have the energy. It will be a normal relaxing day in our senior years in the sense of the less excitement the better.
I was in town yesterday on my way to the store. I really wanted to fill up the freezer with some meat reserves, as I noticed I was getting a little low on them. No great problem, but it is always a good feeling to know that you have a decent choice if you are not able to go shopping or want a relaxing day. After eating veal stew for yesterday’s dinner I decided I should have some basic food. Of course we enjoyed it, but that it something I usually save for a Sunday or special days eating and not Tuesday during the week.
So I bought some fresh food to freeze and also a collection of various vegetables so that I have a choice during the week and do not have to organise so much.
There were even a couple of musicians in town yesterday. Although it was not so warm, if you wrap up warm enough it is OK. I wore my Winter jacket yesterday for the first time since last Winter with a warm scarf around my neck as it can get a little draughty when travelling by scooter. This musician seemed to be quite comfortable playing his zither whilst sitting on the ground.
Although the street restaurants still attract some customers, they now have sheepskin covers for warmth.
Covid is really spreading now and Switzerland in Europe has now overtaken the other countries in the speed of its development. I read today that a customer in one of our street bars was diagnosed with this scourge, as well as two of the serving personnel in the restaurant. There was also some sort of super spreading event at a yodelling celebration, although in another town. There seems to be no slowing down of this disease and there is talk of lockdown, although no concrete plans up to now.
My week is a little disturbed as I did not do any shopping on Monday, so I will yet again be on my way into town today, but just for a few items and then I can take it easy for the rest of the week. I had an interesting meeting yesterday at the cash desk in the store. It is usually the same lady that serves me and I always have my walker with me. She suddenly asked me if I have MS. I was surprised she asked and told her it was my problem. She said she also has MS and as we exchanged details it seems her problems are almost the same as mine. She is about 10 years younger than I am so not yet so much progressed as mine, but walking is giving her problems. She is still working at the cash desk, but as she does not have to move around so much, she is managing OK. Sometimes it is those little meetings make you realise you are not so alone in the world.
Travelling through the outskirts of town I realised that the autumn leaves now really have us all in their grip. And now I will make my way though the daily chores at home. Mr. Swiss is now up and about so we can continue with our birthday celebrations, in a quiet golden oldie way.
May you have a good day, and keep out of harm’s way.