Is it really necessary to have so many sorts of salt? No, definitely not, but that is today’s luxury life. According to Mr. Swiss, I never use enough salt. According to me I use enough. Is it my fault that his taste buds have been worn down over the years, probably due to using too much salt on his food.
I remember when I was a kid and we would buy a packet of crisps. The potato chips were not salted as today. You got a small blue twisted piece of wax paper in the bag, and it would contain salt. You had to mix the salt with the potatoes yourself. Just pour it into he bag, give it a shake, and you had salted crisps. It is probably only grey haired golden oldies like myself that remember the times of do it yourself saltiness.
RDP Monday: Salty
I did it, I sat on the pinnacle of my coop and the pinnacle of my fame. Even the rooster was impressed. Now they are all clucking in appreciation. I bet you did not know that chickens can fly.
RDP Monday: Pinnacle
If you ask for nothing
You get nothing
A house no-one wants
A garden doing its own thing
An empty shell waiting for life
Closed garage doors
Lock house doors
A two year old photo
And it still looks the same today
I am sure the spiders and ants are having fun
RDP Monday: Zilch
I was searching through my photos looking for a belly and I found a few. A friend of mine, who also happens to be a farmer’s wife, likes to do her own thing now and again and one of her hobbies was breeding white bellied hedgehogs. Naturally I paid her a visit to take a few photos. This photo was one of the adults.
And there were a few babies which were only a day old.
They resemble miniature pincushions.
RDP Monday: Belly
They made sure that our footbridge would not fall into the river and bolted it to the concrete bridge above.
RDP Monday: Bolt
It’s gossamer time for spider webs
RDP Monday: Gossamer
I surrender. Do I really need a car? No more hoping for a free parking spot for the handicapped. I have come to the conclusion that I do not need a car. I only drive to the supermarket three times a week. I did a test at the week end and went in my electric wheelchair to the supermarket in the local town. It has been reorganised, much better and everything on the ground floor. I can shop easily and when I have my goods, it will be packed in bags, perhaps two or three according to how much I buy.
We have a “collectors” organisation. They take your shopping and bring it home to you within 2-3 hours for a minimum charge, all done by bicycle with a large attachment for the goods. They have a desk in all the main supermarkets where it is all organised. Of course if I have a few urgent things I need I can take them myself, but otherwise why do I have to have a car, pay for petrol, insurance and all the other trimmings. I am not getting younger and to be quite honest I no longer enjoy being on the road and so I have decided – no more car and enjoy the rest that remains by being free to travel where I want to and not on the roads to the store.
Mr. Swiss and I no longer go places in the car. If necessary to travel we have a very good bus system and rail system and at last I can relax and no more stress. We have a store just along the road, one in town and even in the next village which is all possible to reach with my electric wheelchair. So watch this space, there will be more to say.
RDP Monday: Surrender
I was in the store today and had a quest to fulfil. I was searching for the elusive thingamajig and just at the end of my visit I think I found it. As I was parking my shopping trolley I looked up and it was as if a special signal was being sent. I saw it, the thingamajig was hanging there.
Of course I took a photo. Who knows, perhaps it might be gone tomorrow. Stores have habits of removing important items, and I am sure this is important. It had a handle to turn, there was a chain hanging from it. In the background there was a row of spikes, miniature thingamajigs. My purpose was completed and the thingamajig was established as a necessary addition to life.
What is its purpose? Do not ask superfluous questions. Do you really have to know everything? Let it suffice that the thingamajig was there for all to see.
RDP Monday: Thingamajig
Yesterday evening we had some twinkling outside. Some lamps from the path and lights from a few buildings, and even the sky decided to join in reflecting a few twinkles on the clouds from the sun as it was setting.
RDP Monday: Twinkle
I think I look great, even if a third of my face is covered, they do not do quarter masks. At last Switzerland has masks.
Not just any old masks, no. We have disposable Medical Face masks with all the mod cons. They fit perfectly with elastic at the side. They are naturally the official masks and are being sold in our supermarkets at self cost, although not exactly cheap. I paid 19.50 Swiss Francs for a pack of 20 pieces and we are only allowed to buy one pack at a time: no panic buying here, the Swiss have everything under control
When I arrived home the first thing I did was to try my new fashionable mask for a photo. I found them a little too much with the glasses as well, but I have to wear my glasses otherwise I cannot see so well. I decided that wearing it in the car would not be so practical, and I will make my public debut the next time I go to the supermarket. I think their pale blue colour really suits my golden oldie grey hair. At last Switzerland has masks.
I also visited the chemists this afternoon to pick up medication for Mr. Swiss. They had a notice to say that they are not yet selling masks, almost apologetic. I will keep an eye on the situation. Perhaps they might have even more decorative masks in a different colour later. Mr. Swiss decided he needs no mask as he never goes anywhere and we are only wearing them to keep our germs to ourselves and not spread them to the others.
RDP Monday: Quarter