The clouds wander scross our Jura mountains opposite with no bother.

Not a care in the world except for the fact that I still feel the bruises from my fall two days ago, but a couple of tablets cure all evils I hope. And so I am having a relaxing Sunday, not planning to go anywhere, it is safer but, yes, I had a telephone call from the golden oldie home where Mr. Swiss is.

Again he fell out of his bed. Luckily no damage done and no injuries, but they always tell me when something happens. It seems that falling is something that happens in our golden years. Mr. Swiss seems to fall out of his bed quite often, although I know why. He still has the feeling he is twenty years younger and can do everything on his own, like leaving his bed to get into his wheelchair instead of calling for assistance. He sometimes does not even realise that he needs a wheelchair.

It is going to be a busy week with the Easter holidays approaching. Holidays are an inconvenience for me and I am glad when they disappear. Coping with the extra shopping is annoying, especially as veryone seems to have the feeling they are suffering from hunger and buy everything. but I have already got my Easter chcolate bunny.