RDP Saturday: The Old Shed

In a country as Switzerland you have to search for your old sheds, but here and there you might find one. Every stone and brick used to build has to have planning permission. This old shed stands on the ground in front of our village church next to a house which probably belongs to the church. Since I have lived in the village, about 22 years, this old shed has not changed and looks as it always did.

It probably has a purpose, but I have no idea what purpose. Perhaps there is a secret entrance below the floor boards that lead to the lesser known parts of the church. Perhaps the tree in front of the shed is a Whomping Willow to be found in the Harry Potter books and attacked anyone that approaches the shed.

RDP Saturday: The Old Shed

RDP Saturday: Downsize

I decided to downsize the bread I make to eat with a chilli con carne. We prefer a good bread instead of rice to eat with it. I had enough pizza flour and decided to try baking a foccacia bread. I had never made one before. I altered the recipe a little and left out the rosemary needles on the pastry before baking as I found that would not match with the hot chilli in the meat

Before baking I coated it with olive oil according to the reciple and springled sea salt over it. It is now cooling in the kitchen and I think it is OK. It is very easy to make and I will definitely try the genuine foccacia with the rosemary needles for an evening meal.


Sometimes downsizing has its advantages.

RDP Saturday: Downsize

RDP Saturday: Expedition

My days of exploring are now gone. Old age brings other problems. The last expedition I undertook was about 5 years ago when Mr. Swiss and I decided to visit our local mountain, the Weissenstein. Above all we really wanted to try the new gondola system.

The old system was a chair lift, but after a few years discussion, it was decided to construct a gondola. It was no longer possile to get spare parts for the old chair lift when it had a problem.

Today my expeditions are to the local stores and town, perhaps a visit to the castle on the hill in our village, but I am content.

RDP Saturday: Expedition

RDP Saturday: Union

4 years ago we were taken over by the work force of the builders. They renovated our apartment block from top to bottom. There were builders, carpenters, metal workers, plumbers and they all worked together on the job, each in his own area of work. Enjoying the outside did not come into the question and we were completely cut off from the outside world, having to manoever around building bricks and rubble. However, I developed my own way of life and discovered that there were many possibilities of photographs on a building site. The work force quite enjoyed seeing me with the camera in my hand, although the welder did tell me not to come to close as a flying spark might damage the camera lens.

One day my merry troop of workers decided on the idea of a group photo and here they are. I have never forgotten them. I wonder if they still remember me, the lady with the camera.

RDP Saturday: Union

RDP Saturday: Chance

My photo shows the River Thames as it flows past St. Paul’s Cathedral in London. I have no photos of Buckingham Palace, or Windsor although I know both places quite well. This afternoon I had the chance to watch the funeral of the Duke of Edinburgh, the British Queen’s husband. It’s strange, but I was never a keen fan of the British royal family. They lived in their palace on one side of town and I lived in my back street on the other side. I heard the sounds of the TV from the living room at the beginning of the afternoon. We do not usually watch TV until early evening, but Mr. Swiss had switched it on to watch the funeral. I was in the kitchen with my computer and so I also decided to also watch. It seems that as I am getting older I am getting more sentimental and we both watched until the end. Actually I quite liked the Duke. He brought a little spirit into the Royal Family. Another icon is gone from my past, there are not many left. The Queen is now 95 and I felt a little sorry for her as she took some falteing steps on her own. 73 years with the same husband is an achievement. I am sure they agreed to disagree sometimes.

RDP Saturday: Chance

RDP Saturday: Operation

I just performed an operation on a chicken – vegetarians read no further. It was not a difficult process. I trimmed her a little and filled her with some fresh herbs from my garden: rosemary, thyme and sage. She is now in the oven and baking slowly for the next hour with a coating of mustard, spices and a layer of paprika.

RDP Saturday: Operation

RDP Saturday: Caboose

Another word I do not really recognise so I had a look in the computer. It seems to be some sort of quirky railway carriage, although I am still not so sure. Anyhow more quirky it does not get. When I was a working lady I was on a conference in Oslo taking minutes and part of the journey was incoraporated with some sighseeing. My boss at the time decided we would take the local train to the outskirts of Oslo, even passing the Homenkollen ski jump on the way, which was quite impressive. Anyhow the train was a wooden train. They seemed to have more trees than necessary in Oslo and so they even built the trains with them. This was the train that transported us to the end of the line somewhere in the surrounding countryside. I suppose I did get around quite a lot in my younger days.

RDP Saturday: Caboose