FOWC with Fandango: Squash

Be careful where you walk
You know I am very posh
So do not tread on me
I am a genuine squash
I once was very famous
Protected with an umbrella
My chance of a lifetime
Became a coach for Cinderella
But that was only a night
I heeded to a call
To take her to the prince
When she went to the ball
Those days are now all gone
I have fallen through the loop
I can hear the knives being sharpened
I will become a pumpkin soup.

FOWC with Fandango: Squash

FOWC with Fandango: Medal

Not exactly a medal, but generally the Swiss do not partake in a war being mainly neutral. However. Mr. Swiss partook in a Criminal Week-end in a Hotel once from work on a week-end and was presented with this Mountain crystal as a reward. I think everyone got one. There was a murder in the hotel (not real of course) and everyone had to discover whodunnit.

FOWC with Fanndango: Medal

FOWC with Fandango: Zhuzh

“Jabberwock, what is that? I am sure it must be a word in Jabberwocky.”

“Well if it cringles and shloogs with a grink in the middle, we tend to plonkle the meaning with a large Zhuzh, but only when the moon does a klonk behind a quig.”

“Sorry Jabberwock, I did not quite get that. Is it dangerous?”

“No never almost. Just make sure that there is no gyring or gimbling in the wab, and everything will be chlump, claro? Feed it with some moggle now and again to keep it on a pling pluggle and everthing will be OK.”

“Oh, I see, thanks for your clear explanation.”

“No prob, and have a nice Zhuzh.”

FOWC with Fandango: Zhuzh

FOWC with Fandango: Before

We lived like most married couples. We were both working, but at home Mr. Swiss would care for the business side of things and I would care for the household side of things although we shared most of the physical work. One day we became old, too old to continue our life as we thought it would be.

And now Mr. Swiss is in a golden oldie home where he gets the care he needs, which I could no longer give him due to my handicap of MS. Luckily the home is just around the corner and we see each other quite often.

However life has changed for me. I take care of paying all the bills for myself, Mr. Swiss and my son who is autistic. I had to learn how to complete the income tax declaration although I have an accountant to help. I take care of our insurances. I had to employ a domestic help as I could no longer manage with the cleaning tasks. I learned how the computer printer works.

Now and again I think how it used to be, how we imagined our days would be when we were retired. Going on holiday is out of the question for both of us. So much has changed, but life goes on. Before now seems to be another world.

FOWC with Fanndango: Before

FOWC with Fandango: Market

I live next to a market town and on the market days the streets are quite busy. For many years I never had the time to go as I was bringing up the kids and Mr. Swiss was never keen on going on the markets. Since he is now in a golden oldie home, I have rediscovered the markets and go now and again. I like mixing in the crowds again. My mother-in-law even dressed for the occasion especially on Saturday Morning when it was see and be seen by all her friends and neighbours.

The second Monday in the month is the general market when everything is sold from toilet seats to groceries and ornaments in between. I remember when it was also a cattle market, but that was stopped some years ago. The cows were gathered next to one of our railway stations and sold there. Then we have the vegetable and flower market regularly on Wednesday Morning. Of course there is also a market festival when various stalls serve drink and food. There is a foreign food festival. And let us not forget the Father Christmas market during December. There used to be a Christmas market, but since the last few years, probably due to Covid, it has not been held and I read today that it is now finished.

FOWC with Fandango: Market

FOWC with Fandango: Refugee

What was this guy celebrating in our town. The statue has always been there. It is showing a memory of the heroes of Dornach from the Swabian War in 1499 between the Swiss and the House of Hapsberg to put it in a nutshell. It does not form part of my historic knowledge, but the Solothurn Swiss never forgot it. Switzerland has been a home for many refugees over the years and I am sure that there were a few after this war.

FOWC with Fandango: Refugee

FOWC with Fandango: Snafu

The Jabberwok awoke to a crumbly crock.. He found snafu had arrived, casting its grumbly shlocks above for all to see.

“Mumchy look, we have a snafu. At last I can changle its volpurious blangles.”

°Yes, Jabble, but first of all wash you bragles and comb your sligs before you enter the brillig plongs.”

“Of course mumchy. I will take my slithy tove with me, he so enjoys snaffing the snafu.”

“But be careful, snafus can be quite jumple when they are snaffed too much.”

“Of course Mumchy. Come tove, you can trumble with me and get ready to snaff.”

“Changle, chongle snaff plop”

“Of course tove, and blinckle with your chog, but with care. We don’t want you to fall into the wab.”

And so off they went, another exciting day in the life of a Jabberwok with his pet tove, who was rather slithy on that day.

FOWC with Fandango: Snafu