RDP Sunday: Unoccupied

I live in a small village in Switzerland, but nothing is unoccupied. It is one of those villages, I suppose something similar to Monaco, where local tax rates are quite low. We have a few millionaires to thank for building their houses here, keeping everything at a low level.

It is strange, a small village, but they never seem to run out of space for building something new. This afternoon I went for a wheelie around the village, well actually only in my part, South of the road that splits it in two. What did I see, at least two cranes, and here is one of the new luxury blocks being built, or is it just a one family house. It is always difficult to define.

We even have special residences for the golden oldies, but I am still not quite sure who can afford to live there. Mr. Swiss finds it is a good thing, because we of the lower classes, profit from the money of the higher classes with the tax level.

Wherever you look, there is a crane somewhere.

RDP Sunday: Unoccupied

RDP Sunday: Carpet

We once had a wisteria in our front garden. It looked wonderful when it flowered. The rains came and it was no longer so wonderful. Afterwards we were left with a wet carpet of wisteria petals covering the ground. I am sure the wisteria wanted to take over. Our daylight during the summer was quite limited during the day. We had three bedrooms on this side and not very much light.

And then the wisteria began to wander. It had already taken over in the garden, but now it climbed to the balcony belonging to the neighbour on the next floor. She was happy, finding a wisteria climbing over her balcony would be a positive addition to her balcony decoration. I told her it must be removed as I was having visions of the complete block being covered in wisteria. The trunk was already bending its supports in my garden and I dreaded to think what it would do to her balcony. I cut it down, but it grew back the next year and everyone in the neighbourhood was admiring the wisteria again.

It was when a strange hollow appeared near the roots that I was wondering what could happen next. I called the gardener and he found that a mouse and its family had probably built a home in the roots. Needless to say it was the death sentence of my wisteria and I had it completely removed.

We had light again, the messy carpet of flowers did not reoccur, although the wisteria had not given up. I had three new plants appearing in the lawn in the garden. I removed them. this was about twelve years ago, and it has not been seen since. I won the battle agains the wisteria.

RDP Sunday: Carpet

RDP Sunday: Beach

Beach at Shoebryness

10 years ago was the last beach I saw
On the English coast, there are so many more
Back in Switzerland I searched for a coast
It was then I realised  that beaches we don’t boast
We have water, rivers, and many lakes
but beaches with sand are not in our takes
And so I sit on a bench watching the river flow
Even without a beach  I can still enjoy the show

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RDP Sunday: Beach

RDP Sunday: Design

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This is one of our fountains in our local town of Solothurn. We have 11 fountains because in Solothurn you have 11 of everything. Even the steps to our cathedral are in elevens.

This fountain shows our town patron saint St. Urs. Urs had a colleague, Viktor, and he shares the town patronage with St. Urs. They are always referred to together as St. Urs and Viktor. Unfortunately the story tells that they were both beheaded, although the whole historic past is too complicated for me to discover why.

I am drifting. I just wanted to mention that I  found this quite a good example of design, especially the guy with the water spout at the bottom and the wings on his ears. To add to it it is always decorated with flowers. This is also the fountain that one of the town student groups use to christen their students by throwing them into it.  My No. 2 son remembers it well when he was a teenager.

RDP Sunday: Design

RDP Sunday: Easygoing

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I was on my way in my wheelchair with Mr. Swiss behind me on his scooter. We were just taking it easy cruising along and I was armed with my camera snapping a few shots. I then saw this guy on his motor bike construction. He seemed to be enjoying the almost empty Sunday roads.

I like to have my little routine during the day. If no-one interferes and lets me to get on with it it’s fine. Today was just like Easy on Sunday Morning.

RDP Sunday: Easygoing

RDP Sunday: Ice Cream

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Are they having a sale? Is it a special offer for something at half price? People are queuing and there is no more room in the store, so the queue spills onto the street, even into the road. There are even seats supplied for those that cannot stand whilst waiting.

It is our one and only gelateria in town, the place where they sell a complete assortment of various ice cream flavours and it is good ice cream, so they say. Unfortunately I just watch the others eating the ice cream, enjoying the delights from the cones and savouring ever lick. Lacktose intolerance is not very pleasant. I think I enjoyed my last ice cream at least 15 years ago.

RDP Sunday: Ice Cream