Wednesday, 23 July 2014

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY



a rather special front yard decoration !

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Tuesday, 22 July 2014

OUR WORLD - LAND's END



Land's End is mainland Britain’s most south-westerly point and one of the country’s most famous landmarks. From the 61 m (200 ft) high granite cliffs that rise out of the Atlantic Ocean you can gaze across to the Longships Lighthouse, the Isles of Scilly 45 km (28 miles) away and beyond that, America. For that you have to have eagle eyes !

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Monday, 21 July 2014

MY WEEKEND OF JULY 19

On Saturday it was unusually hot, we had already 30°(95F) early morning and in the afternoon it was unbearable. Nevertheless I worked very hard ! I did laundry, made a bread and blogged, all at the same time ! My grandma would be proud of me !



The bread slice had a funny pattern, it had a keyhole and tasted very good !



Mr. G's ten year old computer went on strike, it moved like a snail. We decided to buy a new one. As all little boys he wanted a Ferrari of course and not a simple city car. It took some time to convince him to be reasonable, for what he does on a computer which means keeping our huge 2 person household administration up to date, pay invoices and play cards, a normal one would do it too. And finally the reason won and he bought a Toshiba laptop with Window 8.1 !



And for the first time in his life he worked outside ! Normally he never sits in the garden only when we have guests. So Dominique, our neighbor took this historical picture, both of us sitting side by side working on our computers. This has never happened in our 44 years of marriage ! Even Arthur the cat was surprised and watched us out of a box !

The always tired Mr. G went to bed at 1 1/2 am and wasn't tired at all. A new toy, a happy boy !

On Sunday we had a little thunderstorm and it cooled down. 



Belgium celebrates its National Day on Monday but the festivities began already Saturday. So Sunday I met a friend and we walked through the Waterloo park, where the festivities had already begun with different orchestras, lots of food stands with local specialities to eat and drink and lots of games for children.



There was also a "junk" sale going on, but there was really nothing to buy and when we arrived most of the people had already left. We had a drink and watched the people, and everybody seemed to have a lot of fun.



What I didn't like at all was this Military Camp where kids could hide and run around with plastic machine guns. I found this a shame for the city, with all the real wars going on to play war games ! It didn't look as if it had a lot of success, I only saw one boy !

The rest of the day a spent outside sitting on the terrace and writing. 


Friday, 18 July 2014

FRIDAY's FAVE FIVE

1. On Monday I had enough to do to sort out my pictures I had taken in Amsterdam. I went out for a walk with my neighbor's dog, who is quite lazy. When it rains, then she prefers just to do two steps does her business and pulls me back in the house. But this time the sun was shining and she trotted bravely besides me, just for a little tour.

2. My friend and neighbor Vivienne, should come home but first a medical service had to install an oxygen machine. As her daughter was working, I waited for them the whole day until it was finally delivered. Looks like a little radiator and has a 10 m long tube. The guy explained me how it works and I learned something new again !

3.

Vivienne adjusting the oxygen tubes

The next day she was "delivered" by an ambulance. I immediately crossed the street to greet her and was so surprised how good she looked. I told her that I had expected a half dead person and she looked as if she just came from the hairdresser ! She had spent 2 weeks in intensive care and then a week in a normal room at hospital. As she had been dead for 20 sec, I asked her if she had been in this long dark tunnel with an illuminated Jesus at the end (as some people pretend to have seen) , and she laughed so hard that her chest hurt, the ribs are still not healed from the heart massage. She said, she couldn't remember a long dark tunnel and not even the devil at the other end. Now she is happy at home and we keep an eye on her if ever she would need some help, as she will be alone the whole day.

4.


Dominique had invited us 3 to look at our pictures we had all taken during our Devon/Cornwall trip. It was nice to sit together afterwards in her garden and dog Charlie was happy to have such a nice female company. Of course he was more interested in the cake we had with our coffee. Nobody could resist his demanding look, he was starving apparently. We chatted about the "adventures" we had during our trip and I am sure that the rest of the street thought we were doing a Yoga Laughter exercise !

5. From the cold temperatures we had end of last week, where I even had to put the heating on, today it was too hot ! 35°C (95 F).



After our holiday painting get together, Ilona and I went to "our" little Greek restaurant, where we could sit in the garden and had a very good Gyros plate with fresh salad, for the same price as a desert in the Amsterdam Greek restaurant ! It belongs to two Greeks, father and son, the father can hardly speak French. They also have delicious pitas and other typical Greek food.



The rest of the day I spent sitting outside and moved as less as possible because of the heat, while Mr. G. had chosen the hottest moment of the day at 1 pm to clean our garden shed ! No wonder that he was completely exhausted after that !


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Thursday, 17 July 2014

AN ITALIAN IN MALTA

When we have guests at home,  Mr. G. likes to read an English story with his very strong Italian accent. Italians are unable not to roll their r, and if a bell rings it rrrrrrings !

The story is about



"One day ima gonna Malta to bigga hotel. In morning I go down to eat breakfast. I tella waitress I wanna two pissis toast. She brings me only one piss; I talla her I want two piss. She say go to the toilet. I say you no understand, I wanna to piss onna my plate. She say you better no piss onna plate, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the lady and she call me sonna ma bitch.

Later I go to eat at the bigga restaurant. The waitress brings me a spoon and knife but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tell me everyone wanna fock. I tell her you no understand. I wanna fock on the table. She say better not fock on the table, you sonna ma bitch.

So I go back to my room and there is no shits onna my bed. Call the manager and tella him I wanna shit. He tell me to go to toilet. I say you no understand. I wanna shit on my bed. He say you better not shit onna bed, you sonna ma bitch !

I go to the checkout and the man at the desk say : "Peace on you". I say piss on you too, you sonna ma bitch, I gonna back to Italy !"

Accents can sometimes be very funny, be assured that I don't sink but think !


Jenny Matlock
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Wednesday, 16 July 2014

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY





Land's End, Cornwall UK

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