FOWC with Fandango: Grim

I do not like clowns, They have a sort of hidden threat. They are supposed to be funny I suppose, but I just do not find them funny, more a little frightening. They hide their face beneath the paint and colour. It is now carnival season here in our area, and I visited Mr. Swiss in his Golden Oldie home where they were having a carnival afternoon, together with this person. She was laughing and smiling and the golden oldies did not really seem worried, although perhaps they did not realise what was happeing.

No, clowns are not for me, even though I actually knew the person beneath the paint.

FOWC with Fandango: Grim

RDP Friday: Memory

I have a collection of so-called memory sticks, and my iPhone. This is an older photo, so my phone is not on the photo. However, it makes no difference, my memory is no longer what it was and I probably forget where I put these memory obects if I need one. Or I forget to use them to help my memory. A lot of things disappear when age advances. Mostly they are in the head, and two minutes later you have to think about where they have gone.

Today was a strong example. My Kindle decided to give up its ghost today. Actually it has been thinking about it for a few months, but it is also almost 10 years old, for a Kindle old, and so I decided I must get a new one. They do not cost a fortune, well just a small fortune, so I decided to order a new Kindle. I am not a television person, In the evening I start to prepare for sleepy time already at 9.00 p.m. so there is no point it looking at the TV and as a computer person, I have other things to do. I rely on the radio for my news, but I have no radio, just my iPhone radio and I discovered that listening to the radio on the phone uses up too much battery time, so I decided to get myself a decent radio.

I sat down at the computer to order these two objects, but forgot what I wanted to order. My brain was overworked again. And then this morning I nearly started an appartment fire. I was cooking and was heating up the fat in pan to fry, but forgot. I was back at the computer thinking about what I should order and suddenly there was a smell in the kitchen. I then saw smoke rising from a pan where the fat was heating but had nothing to cook, an empty pan. I moved to the kitchen and took the pan from the heat. At least I knew that pouring water on the smoking oil would cause flames, so I put it one side to cool down.

Now everything under control at the moment. A radio is ordered and also a new Kindle and my pan cooled down so that I could wash the burnt remains of the oil away. This is a typical example of an aging forgetful memory. Slowly it is a little disturbing for me. The memory is no longer what it was and forgets more daily.

Mr. Swiss is no longer here, he is in his golden oldie home, so I have to think for both of us. Life does not get easier as you get older.

RDP Friday: Memory

FOWC with Fandango: Jubilee

28 years ago my schoolfriend and I celebrated our 50th birthday, yes times fly. We went through our high school together, but always kept in touch afterwards. And now we were 50 years old, she is just four days older than me. She lives in London and I live in Switzerland, but we often visited each other. My dad was still in England and I could always stay at her house when visiting. It was a jubilee for us both and our names (Pat and Sandra) were also on the cake. Although I no longer travel and she also not so much, we are still in touch over our computers.

FOWC with Fandanglo: Jubilee

RDP Wednesday: Lavish

One of the nice things about marriying in Switzerland, you eventually have two weddings. The first is the official registry wedding, that is law and you can also have a church wedding according to you beliefs. This was after the registry office wedding of my No. 2 son where we afterwards had a wedding meal in a restaurant. The staff really did it well, and this was the decoration for the desert on the plate after the meal. How lavish can you get. And now I have two grandchildren some years after.

RDP Wednesday: Lavish

Poinsettia

How did I do it. I have no idea, but it happened. This Christmas flower was a gift some time mid November. My neighbour always gives me one at that time of the year, as she knows it will soon be my birthday in December. I love this flower, but usually it begins to loose leaves and colour during January.

This year I seem to have been doing something right. I have lost no leaves and it has even produced its little buds again. I discovered that too much water is not good and I give it a dose once a week and not too much. This seems to be working. Even the colour still appears on new leaves, although if I notice the colour begins to disappear I will put it in a closed space during the night which is apparently the thing to do. I am so happy with this Poinsettia. The first success after all these years.