This is Swiss sterling, although I think it really only exists for English money. However, I was again clearing one of our many cupboards and found about three purses full of change. They were remainders from Mr. Swiss days at home as he never really liked having a lot of change, and just organised it in various purses. I no longer deal so much with real money, just plastic, but sometimes you need it. My. No. 1 son might bring me something I have forgotten from the store and then I need change to pay him my debt. And so I had the brilliant idea to put all the change in one place. It has already paid off as No. 1 son brought me something from a trip to Zürich and needed some extra change. There must be at least twenty Swiss Framcs in this glass.
Speaking of money we have now inherited Black Friday from the States. I have no idea why we have to have this, but I am probably too old for such new ideas. Black Friday was last week so now we can all relax I thought. However, it seems today is Cyber Monday when we feed our needs for computers and other electronic equipment. All the non selling items are now reduced in price and if you are clever you could probably build your own computer with all the rubbish they are offering. I am only really interested in food weeks, but that does not seem to exist – yet.
This is not an envelope that you will often get. It was the envelope containing my father’s birthday card from Queen Elizabeth for his 100th birthday. Dad passed away almost 10 years ago, at the age of 100 years and 7 months, but he rceeived his birthday greetings from the Queen. He was not really a monarchist, but on this day he became one. Showing his address and name on the envelope is not a problems, it no longer exists after so many years, but something to remember. I still have the original envelope, as well as the card it contained, in my possession.
This happened about a year ago. Yes, it is my arm. This is what can happen if you slip and fall and you try to stop your fall by resting the arm on a surface. Unfortunately the surface was the cooking range where there was boiling water in the pan where my arm found a resting place. I fell all the same and within a few minutes the medical help arrived and carted me off to the hospital for treatment on my burns. After a couple of hours they released me with a bandaged arm smothered in ointment. Today you cannot see anything although the top layer of skin was burnt away. And yes, as you can see, it was quite gruisome.
Wallpaper seems to be a thing of the past. I remember in my childhood days in London, my dad would put new wallpaper on the walls every 2-3 years: the brighter the better. Mum loved colourful designs. I remember when dad did it. The wallpaper was in rolls and putting on the wall was not so easy. You had to match the patterns on the wall.
I remember so well this work of art. Mum loved it and even my cat seemed to like it. Dad even painted the furniture to match the colours, but that was England.
In Switzerland we tend to keep things organised: no actual wall paper, just paint the walls in a light colour, shades of white or cream: but I did love our kitchen with its red roses.
My No. 1 son admires our local rock group known as Krokus. They are situated in Solothurn, our local town (although I live in a small village next to the town). My son is autist, but just loves pop music and is well known amongst his colleagues for his knowledge on pop music. He knows most of the musicians in the group and they know him – a sort of mascot. Now our town has put up a monument in their memory and here is son No 1 with the monument standing their quite proudly.
I am Ahmed Abdi, a Wordpress blogger and storyteller who searches for stories that inspire people. I love writing because it’s a reflection of how I perceive the world around me. Lost in a world of endless chaos in my childhood, Unforgettable moments of tragedy and triumphs taught me the art of storytelling where I found myself through letter writing and then turned into stories but then sadly had lost everything I wrote for years. In 2018, I decided to create a Wordpress blog site that would allow me to store and retrieve every piece. Stories from my community, city and people are what make my writing so interesting and inspiring! I’m a tea lover so a cup of tea sometimes makes my blog.
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