Good Morning

Morning Sparrows

Do you ever get the feeling that you are being watched? The sparrows seem to be waiting for something. They got their bread crumbs, but that was no enough, so they are now sitting in the tree oppositie telling me to fill the bird feeder. They are never satisfied. OK, I did not bother yesterday because there was still some seed left. This morning it was empty, but surrounded by the seeds that fall out and I find they should eat those as well. I am not only feeding Mr. Swiss and No. 1 son here, but a cat and flocks of sparrows and crows.


Now and again a sparrow needs water to wash down the bread crumbs and helps himself to the water left outside for our cat. One of my first chores of the morning is to remove the ice out of the bowl and refill it. Tabby waits for me to do it and take the first taste of the morning. It has become a ritual with her. She waits patiently on one side for me to complete the work.  I then move on to her recycling tray. Since she has kidney problems I have become very careful with her surroundings and keep an eye on how much food she eats.

I almost decided to go somewhere yesterday as we had an hour of sun after lunch, but it decided to disappear again and we were left with the grey skies. No. 1 son went into town but even he said it was cold, and he is usually not so impressed by the weather situation. Although it has not snowed again, the remainders are still laying on the ground and are not hurrying to melt. I decided to stay at home with my computer. I also had an online bill to pay for my annual road tax. Since having my own car I realise all the little extras that have to be paid.

I at last finished my book, the fifth and last up to now in the Invisible Library Series by Genevieve Cogman, “The Lost Plot”. I no longer have so much time for reading, since handling the household single handed more or less, but I have read all of her books. I have got to know all the characters and each book plays in another period of history and situation. The last took place in Paris at the turn of the centuary. The Invisible Library characters are able to travel to libraries in other places and times when they are in search of a special book. It is a bit of fantasy, as not only are the staff of the Invisible Library are featured, but also dragons and faes.

And now to the next book. I am always being recommended books by Amazon, although not all are to my taste. I pick the interesting books out and have a list so that I know what to read next. I think my next book will be “Eleanor Olliphant is Fine” by Gail Honeyman, of which is film is planned and is on the best seller list of the Sunday Times.

And now to move on. It is Wednesday and another shopping day. I noticed we have only one bottle of Pepsi, so that is on the list. I am so glad for the nice young men who work in the supermarket and always oblige with lifting the heavy crates into my shopping cart. Mr. Swiss also managed to break two of my favourite cups over the week-end, so I will have to replace them: nothing exclusive, but just my size and taste, as accidents can happen.

Enjoy the day, make the most of it, see you around.

River Aare 02.02.2019

RDP Monday: Skedaddle

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Skedaddle here, skedaddle there, skedaddle up and down
skedaddling on a river path or going into town
Time waits for no man, but you can form a line
So take it easy, there is no rush, you will arrive in time
Look ahead, neither right nor left, be careful not to fall
Keep your eye on the road ahead and do not run into a wall
You must rush, so hurry along, perhaps you have a date
Someone is waiting for you and you cannot be too late
Be careful crossing over the road, “no time I have to go”
And now you have all the time in the world, the accident was no show
As you take your last few breathes, and fly above the cloud
You realise that skedaddle was false, as now you are dressed in a shroud

RDP Monday: Skedaddle

RDP Sunday: Gridiron

Ronaldo in pain

Gridiron? Are you saying that our British footballers (soccer players for those over the pond) are weak, cissies, scared of a ball that is round by the way. Yes, a round ball, nothing with points at the end. An oval ball does not even bounce. An oval ball that is not a ball, but more an egg and what can you do with it? Throw it and kick it and hold it down when you cross the line – acrobatics. The British juggle with their round ball, make passes and they do not wear suits of armour when on the field.

Look at Rinaldo laying in agony on the field. One of the best in Europe apparently, although not a Brit, something Portuguese, but he is a European. I took this photo myself. I was not at the UEFA Cup Final in 2008 when Manchester United (a British team) were playing as the match took place in Moscow against Chelsea, another British team. Rinaldo was playing for Manchester United and if you asked the ladies they would agree at the time that he was the best looking man on a football pitch. I was watching the match from the safety of my living room on the TV and took a few photos, hence the quality being not so good.

Ronaldo being ignored in his pain whilst the others have a discussion

And here we see Rinaldo again still laying in agony on the ground and being ignored by the other players, the poor man. Do you see a suit of armour, a helmet, padded shoulders? No we Brits play naurally, shaking off bruises, cuts and broken bones, it is all part of the game.

And before you think I have something with Rinaldo, he is really not my type.

Van der Sar ready for action

This is my hero, Erwin Van Der Sar, the dutch Manchester United goalkeeper who was announced man of the match on this occasion. Not only a good goalie, but a good looker (on my estimate). Notice he also wears no protective clothing, he faces the ball with bravery. His bones are iron, not a grid.

I remember the days of the Super Bowl when my No. 2 son was still living with mum and dad and would visit his colleagues, stay up all night (because of the time change) and watch the match. He actually understood American Football and explained it all to me, but his mother was not convinced. She spent her youthful years standing behind the goal watching either West Ham United, or Leyton Orient on Saturday afternoons, the players  just clad in shorts and t-shirts, and braving all the attacks from the opposing team.

And by the way Manchester United won the match against Chelsea, The result was actually a draw 1:1 but they played half an hour longer and even then the result was not achieved. It was decided  by a penalty shoot out, and there Erwin was the star saving the penalty that won the match for Manchester United with a result of 6:5.

Gridiron? This was British grit.

Ferdinand and Ronaldo with the cup

RDP Sunday: Gridiron

Good Morning


There is really not much going on outside at the moment. We have the same dreary sky, cloudless and moonless (have not seen the moon since its spectacular appearance in other parts of the world). All I have to offer are a few trees, leafless and waiting for the Spring to arrive. We still have temperatures moving around minus to 0°, but at least no snow or ice.


Some time last Summer this reed began to grow in my garden. Actually it started the year before, but expanded a little last year. I thought it might be the remainder of a Japanese reed I once had, but that was a little different, much taller. I noticed a neighbour has the same thing, so probably a seed found a place in the garden or the roots crept over and settled. I left it for the Winter and find it quite decorative. I just hope it does not have bamboo similar aspirations to grow and spread and take over.

Yesterday was a morning of shopping so I was too exhausted to go anywhere in the afternoon. As a lone shopper I have got used to my new routine of going alone, although there are times when I do miss a partner with me. Mr. Swiss and I did so much together, especially after I also retired and shopping was one of the items on the list. He would usually drive, I would take photos on the way (sometimes to his annoyance) and we would shop together. I miss the conversations in the store, buying together and just the general atmosphere. He is feeling his age and can no longer manage such excursions. Now and again he might come with me, but life is not longer the same. We all get old and our patterns of life change with it. And so I go to the store and return and he helps to unpack the goods and I cook.


I just heard quite a commotion outside and had a look. It seems that the crows were having an active discussion about who gets the best pieces of bread.


However they soon calmed down and realised there was enough for everyone and so I got a murder of crows in front of the window, five of them altogether. Needless to say the bread reserve has now disappeared and only the crumbs are left for the sparrows. As I take the photos with my mobile telephone, they are not as sharp as I would like them to be.

And now to go. I have booked the plumber this morning to replace the shower hose and head. Since I now use the shower as the bath is no longer a possibility with my handicap I noted there are a few things I would like to have improved. My No. 1 son never bothered with such stuff as the main shower user.. I also want to see if I can get a folding seat constructed in the shower. I do not need it – yet, but one day I probably will. I can stand OK in the shower, but I only need one dizzy spell and we will have the problem. I am now celebrating the first annual anniversary of breaking my leg.

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And leaving you with a swan photo out of the water for a change searching for eatables, I wish you all have a good day.