
Managed to get a close-up of this hosta flower.

And in the British Isles we call them crisps. I remember as a kid, when we visited an English Pub, we children had to wait outside as we were too young to be allowed in the pub. Mum and dad would always stay with me outside and I always got my glass of Tizer (an english fizzy drink without Alcohol) and I got a small bag of crisps. At that time, in the fifties, the salt was not mixed with the crisps and you always got a small twist of paper with the salt in the bag, to sprinkle yourself over the crisps. It also seems that the price of a bag of crisps has increased considerably over the years.

I was in the middle of my breakfast this morning, my usual slice of cottage cheese on bread with a cup of tea and then something distorted my vision. It was a spider hanging down from the ceiling, just missing my head luckily. Spiders are not my favourites, especially when they interrupt my breakfast and this was a big one, although with thin legs. Actually no danger, but I kept myself composed, not wanting to have silly thoughts of being frightened. I am sure it was more frightened of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
And that was my childish excitement of the day.
Another word that I have never seen before and I must admit I do not even know how to pronounce it.

Apparently one of the Swiss supermarkets finds it super to have limited Fan Artikels, whatever that might be, based on this advert at the local village train station. Otherwise I live a quiet golden oldie life and really do not need anything super to liven up my existence. I like to keep myself busy with various household choices. Next week I planned on a visit for the guy that looks after my garden, but exacly then we have rain forecasted, so I will probably have to shift his engagement to a sunnier day.
Otherwise I will now make myself comfortable with a book, actually a Kindle book, although today I will finish the book, so will have to search for something new – no problem, anlother super adventure until I find one. I like criminal stories, as you always keep guessing until the last page. And now time to go, settle down for the evening, Who knows, perhaps something exciting will happen this evening, although the stormy thunder and lightening is programmed for tomorrow.


I do not usually have such a well filled larder in the kitchen, but I have my online delivery on Friday, so still have the weekly food available. A dozen eggs, small tomatoes and a baker’s dozen of musthrooms (13) so we are ready to eat this week. We are not vegetarians, but vegetables are usually delivered in quantity (and quality) so I will be cooking this week. I usually have a daily egg, either fried of boiled, and tomatoes are always mixed on a salad plate, or as a side dish. Now and again mushrooms are added. We might only be two persons, but when the week is over there is not very much left.

Before anything is said, this is the only chess board I have. A very miniature version, and I think I was given it by someone in the family that had pity on my endeavours to play the game. I have not put the pieces on the board in the right order, it was just for this photo, but one day??????
It all began when I was about 16 years old. Chess was not a game played in my family, no-one knew how to, but I decided it was part of my gaming knowledge and was determined to learn. I got myself a book from the library “Teach yourself Chess” or something like that and spent time learning the game. We then eventually had a computer and there were ways and means or learning with the computer. As no-one played the game in my family, or my friends, I was completely alone in my endeavours, but I learned the basics. I could set up the board with the pieces, naturally by only studying it on the computer. I even learned the basics, but I had no-one to play with. Now and again I would try it, but with no support at home it gradually got almost forgotten. Almost, as I still have the interest of playing chess.
In the meanwhile I discovered that my household assistant plays chess and said she will teach me and even play a game with me. However, this has not yet happened due to other pasttimes and hobbies we both have, but one day I will play a game of chess. Some may think at the age of 80 it might be a little late to learn the game, but I never give up. One day I will play a game of chess, one day. Somehow it is missing in my education.

No more tablecloths. I had a few but no longer used, so I no longer have them. In my younger days I would use them, generally when inviting people for a meal. Otherwise we used generally place mats for meals. Our tables were easy to clean with a damp cloth. Tablecloths usually gathered stains from the food and the eternal washing and ironing was not worth the trouble.
The photo shows one of the place mats I made in patchwork. I made eight of them, all sewn from hand and I enjoyed doing it. This was many years ago, and I still have them, but never use them. Perhaps my grandchildren might be glad of them one day.
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