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RDP Friday: Vivid

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I grew up in a working class family in the East End of London. We did not have a lot, but mum had a thing about bright colours. Whatever she knitted there were usually stripes of all colours in the rainbow and this extended to our little house. We had no hot water, the toilet was outside in the garden and we heated with a coal fire, as our neighbours. We had a gas cooker, but mum made sure that we were cheered up with bright colours This room was our kitchen, living room and general room for everything. Mum chose the wall paper and then dad had to paint the furniture to match, so everything was in red an white. It was a wonder that our cat, Whisky, was also not painted, but he felt quite at home in the bright colours. Standing on the back of a chair was one of his favourite positions and sometimes he would sleep there. The furniture was all from the days of the war, so called utility, but we did not know anything else at the time. The days of luxury that we now have were not possible. You made do with what you had.
RDP Friday: Vivid

RDP Friday: Quest

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I saw this couple in town and had the feeling they were on a quest to find the rest of the group for some carnival actions. At the moment they are everywhere. The events are now beginning: on Sunday and Tuesday afternoon we have the procession and on Wednesday evening it will be the ceremonial burning of the Monster dummy, packed with fireworks of couse. In between there will quite a few balls for the masked people.

RDP Friday: Quest

RDP Friday: Pessimist

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This building stands on the opposite bank of our local River that runs through our village. The smoke from the chimney is constant, from morning to evening and during the night. Are we being suffocated in our little village? Of course not. On the brighter side our garbage is being dealt with. Note the crane standing next to the chimney. Another negative point. Yes our garbage incinerator is being extended: another building to deal with our unwanted rubbish, Do we really produce so much unnecessary waste, it seems so, And so the smoke belches on, to ensure that we have no unwanted ballast in our lives. The local authorities ensure us that it is not dangerous. I have been living in this village for 30 years the the chimney has been there for all that time, so I suppose we are safe. Why worry? Just one of the facts of life we have to accept.

RDP Friday: Pessimist

RDP Friday: Optimist

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They do not look so optimistic, but the carnival masks in this exhibit make the local people very optimistic. It looks like our carnival season has reaturned after two years of disappearance due to the Covid threat. We are again allowed to celebrate, turn the night to day and have a procession through the street. Personally I am not a carnival person, but those that are will again be celebrating and the children especially will be having fun. This local neighbour always has his fun with the ornaments outside his house,.

RDP Friday: Optimist

RDP Friday: Nefarious

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Taking our large black fluffy cat to the vet was quite an ordeal, for us and the cat. They had to pack her in a bag, especially when she was getting her injections. Shame I do not have a photo of the time when she escaped. The vet left the room and told his assistants to call him when she was again under control. In the meanwhile they had to shift a cupboard to get her back on the table.
RDP Friday: Nefarious

RDP Friday: Mountain

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Talking to a Swiss about a mountain, the answer would be “which one”. Everything in this country goes either up or down, the flat parts are scarce, but we do have a few. This afternoon I was visiting Mr. Swiss in his Golden Oldie home, and on the way I pass by a range of mountains, known as the Jura. There are seven Jura chains and it goes up and down from our area until you arrive at the border town of Basel, or Bale as the French say.

This particular part of the Jura is a bit special for us, as on the high peak on the left is known as the Hasenmatt (Hare meadow) and is the highest point in our Kanton of Solothurn, In my younger days I actually got to the top of the Hasenmatt. Quite an exhausting clinmb but it was worth it for view at the top.

RDP Friday: Mountain