RDP Friday: Empty

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Well that was an easy one. Guess what used to be on this shelf in the supermarket before the virus paid a visit to Europe. You don’t know?

Here’s another photo from a different angle.

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Makes it a bit easier as you can see some remains in the background. And I was the proud possessor of 3 packs, 30 pieces. Unfortunately Mr. Swiss tells me he had to fill up today, and now I only have 15 left. Looks like I will have to start cutting squares of newspaper.

RDP Friday: Empty

RDP Friday: Isolate

St. Urs. 11.12.2018

This afternoon I went shopping for the week-end. A normal event on Friday, but I now have to ask myself what is normal. People were moving around in the store, but there was plenty of room. I had my list of items to get for the week-end meals. This time I was buying a little more. The world (and not just a few annoying nations with their political problems) is in a turmoil. Nothing is how it was.

I saw empty shelves in the supermarket, nothing drastic. If you wanted to get a few canned items forget it. They had all been sold out. Canned food is not something that I often have on my list. I like to make fresh vegetable. There are a few exceptions where I would buy frozen, but my freezer, although large enough for my family, is not king sized.

We are not under the threat of a 3rd World war with atom bombs. The enemy is smaller than a pint point with hairs. it flies through the air and settles where it finds a reason to thrive and goes under the name of Covid 19.. I was just listening to our government with the newest tactics. Schools stay closed until the end of April and restaurants are not allowed more than 50 persons at once including staff. Listening to the Swiss government was quite interesting, as we got it in French, Italian and German from the various ministers. So we all live on in isolation and hope that one day we can shake hands again.

RDP Friday: Isolate

RDP Friday: Afraid

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This is the result when people get afraid. Here there used to be three different sorts of hand sanitiser  in the supermarket and now there is nothing. But wait a moment. I decided to have a quick look in the chemist shop. The assistant (who knows me as a customer) asked if she could help. I told her probably not because I want what everyone else does. She then proudly presented the days delivery.

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There were about 30 bottles of alcohol for the hands. I do not use it, but Mr Swiss does and I could imagine the happy look he would have when I brought home a new supply. I decided to get two bottles to be on the safe side. I said now there is enough in the shop and the shop assistant  said that by tomorrow they will all be sold most probably.

Anyhow I now have a happy Mr. Swiss. He added it is not exactly the same one as he buys, but I reminded him that beggars cannot be choosers. I also added that I bought it with his plastic card.

RDP Friday: Afraid

RDP Friday: Viral

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Today our government decided to go a little viral. At the moment Public Enemy No. 1 is so small it cannot be seen with the human eye but it attaches itself to people. It goes by the name of Corona virus. The first command is wash your hands. The government did not exactly say when you should wash your hands and up to now I have not seen people with their hands permanently in the sink. It has been left to our own common sense.

The next command is if you have to sneeze and you don’t have a handkerchief, then sneeze in the crook of the arm. Do not ask how that is supposed to be done. Of course the handkerchief is better, but it should be a paper one and afterwards immediately be thrown in the bin. Apparently sneezing into the hand is not very good as hands tend to get wiped in strange places and you cannot throw them into the bin. These are the first rules.

Now it goes further. Alain Berset, our government head of the Federal Department of Home Affairs, is not the most popular person in Switzerland, especially in the area of Basel. Basel is a Swiss town on the borders of France and Germany and is they have the biggest carnival in Switzerland. It is a way of life at this time of the year, or was. Mr. Berset has now decreed that there will be no public events with more than 1000 people until mid March, when he is hoping that the Corona virus will then have disappeared. There will be no football matches or pop concerts held. Sport meetings may be held but with no spectators. Government sessions will be held but without the public attending and a reduced amount of newspaper reporters. Up to now no-one has died in Switzerland and the first patient has now been released from hospital as being fully recovered. As he is a golden oldie like me, there is still hope.

Someone asked Mr. Berset if church goers are also affected by the ban on large congregations. There is not danger, he added. The only church where he has seen a congregation of more than 1,000 was in St. Peters in the Vatican city in Rome. Up to now the village church in Feldbrunnen has only had large congregations at weddings or funerals and if there are more than 100 people they have to wait outside.

Mr. Swiss was worried about my son having a chance of getting the virus when in town. I managed to calm the whole family, when I told them that if anyone would get the virus, it would be me, as I am the only person that daily has contacts with people in the supermarket.

Even Mr. Swiss was more settled when he realised that. Now I am wondering if I should wear a mask when I go shopping, although I would probably be the only person in the supermarket with one.

RDP Friday: Viral

RDP Friday: Vacation

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When a river runs through it who needs a vacation. Vacations change as the years go. It all began when I was a kid and loved to go to the British seaside once a year with mum and dad: making sandcastles, having a dip in the sea and pony rides.

You get older, the world gets smaller and the first holidays in other countries are on the list. France, Italy via Switzerland are just a hop way.

Perhaps you get packed by the holiday bug and decide once a year for a couple of weeks is not enough. I got adventurous and decided to spend my future on a holiday. I was not bothered where, I just wanted to be in another country. At least I think that must have been the reason, but it worked out. Someone was looking for an english speaking  secretary in Switzerland, I applied and got the job. Little did I know that the idea of living for a while on holiday would become my way of life.

Yes, it was a long holiday, but I happened to meet Mr. Swiss on the way and after 53 years in Switzerland it has become a permanent vacation. Perhaps it is time to go on holiday again, but no. The river at the end of the road is enough holiday for me today.

RDP Friday: Vacation