RDP Friday: Conference

There I am at the end of the table sitting behind a card that says Secretary, but what was I doing there? I was working for a Swiss company dealing mainly with English related business being the only person in the company with english mother tongue. It was a company manufacturing hand tools for all over the world. These were discussed at a conference during the years and the conference was again approaching, This time Switzerland was holding the chair and organising everything. It was the CEE Conference in Oslo, Norway 1968 to discuss safey rules and regulations.

I was asked if I would take the minutes of the meeting. These were the days before dictaphone and such electronic devices, everything was written down manually and my stenography had to be good enough. The conference was held in mainly the english language with 5% French, but I even managed to write the french parts. I was the chosen one, and was asked. Of course you do not say no to a flight to Norway and a hotel for a week with everything included, as well as a few sight seeing trips around Oslo.

So there I was sitting at the end of the desk with all these technical experts. This being more than 50 years ago I am probably the only living person to remember it all today. I think I had more stress writing it all down after returning to Switzerland. I never found out what happened to my notes, but they must have been accepted. I had a look in Internet and discovered that the abbreviation CEE still exists, but have the feeling it has nothing to do with my conference.

It was the time when Mr. Swiss and I were gradually getting to know each other. A year later the conference was being held in London. They asked me again, but I then had a baby bump so that was the end of my career as a conference secretary.

RDP Friday: Conference

RDP Friday: Lamp

This is just one of the few hundred lamps that decorate the streets of our town, but my interest is more in the lamps that decorate my apartment, one in particular. Regularly in the evening at 9.00 p.m. the lamp in our living room begins to flicker on and off. Sometimes it continues for a full five minutes, other times just for 2-3 minutes. I often wonder if we have a house ghost that wants to make his presence know. It is not to be ignored with the on and off of the light source at quite a quick tempo. What is the explanation? Ghosts aside, (although our appartments are built on the place where the gallows once stood some 100 years ago and skeletons have been found when building the appartments), I suspect that there might be some sort of switching over at the local electricity works. I mentioned to Mr. Swiss that I would call them and ask. He found that was overdoing it with a telephone call. And so in the meanwhile our light continues to flicker at the same time in the evening. I would add it is only one lamp that performs in this way.

Or perhaps it is one of the local storks performing his balancing actions on the local street lighting.

RDP Friday: Lamp

RDP Friday: Autumn

Apples, apples everywhere
What am I going to do
Eat them for breakfest, fry them for dinner
Perhaps cook them in a stew
Make a pie every day
Or bake a tart
I have so many, no room in the kitchen
I will pile them in a cart
Let us not forget, only once a year
So let us not be so glum
Spring has gone, summer is going
Now is time for Autumn

RDP Friday: Autumn


RDP Friday: Over

Well now it is over, the storm I mean. As I went to the store there was a wonderful view of the Jura mountains from the path and nice gentle clouds – a blue sky. I arrived at the store and something happened whilst I was doing my shopping. As I left the store it was like entering a different world. The good weather seemed to be over and did I hear a clap of thunder in the not too far distance? Of course. As I saddled my scooter for the home run I even felt a few drops of rain – would I reach home before the deluge? I gave it all I could, although more than 11 kilometres an hour is not possible.

The rain behaved itself and when I finally got home it released its power from the clouds, but my scooter and I were then safe.

I had one of those lucky escapes – and now?

That’s life I suppose. I am now safe at home, but it is not finished yet. Some sunny moments, some thunder and some rain.

RDP Friday: Over