FRIDAY's FAVE FIVE

Monday was again a funeral weather, humid, grey, cold ! My lung complained about the humidity and told me to stay inside, which I did. In the afternoon we played a nice game, to find the capitals from all countries outside Europe. That wasn't easy at all especially concerning the African countries and South American's too. 

From time to time I found a capital, but maybe only three, while our nearly 100 year old and André a man of 98, they found them ALL ! Amazing, we had to make an effort to keep our mouths closed. Or did you know that the capital of Belize is Belmopan ?? If I could be like that if ever I reach the 100 years, but that's impossible, because I didn't like Geography and mostly dozed during the class.

The next day too, we made an interesting game, it was to test our memory. Cards were laying on  the table and we had to pick out one put it back and the next had to try to find the same design. Here I was a bit better. One of our classmates had found her husband dead in his bed at 4 am, he had been a doctor and had given his body to science, so he was immediately picked up and taken to the hospital. The family never saw him again because the organs were removed immediately. 

Solange his wife took it easy, he was 97 years old and not at all anymore the man she was married to for 70 years. She was happy with us and participated in the game. Her two daughters were relieved to see her like that and thanked us that we made her laugh ! 

I managed to do my shopping when I had no breathing problems, fortunately, because the next day it was terrible I hardly could dress myself and walk a few steps. But I managed to join the others in the afternoon, slowly, slowly and then I fell on a chair and only moved my brain and tried to find out the opposite word of for example "high"-"deep" etc.

One of our group was a farmer's wife and was not very much in a school, 

and while we played she had found a job she likes when it is too rainy outside, she folds mountains of napkins and is happy with that !

Now it goes quick, the trees loose their leaves and the view becomes sad each day a bit more.

 

more participants at Susanne at Living to tell the Story.

 

 

 

 

 

 

HODGEPODGE NOVEMBER 14

1. What's something you think is under appreciated. Explain. 

I would say some artists, some are real good but don't know the right people.

2. As winter approaches how do you stay productive? 

 I don't want to stay productive, I just let it go and wait for better times.

3. What's a popular food you don't like?

 Peanut butter, already the smell disturb me

4. What do you think is more interesting-art or history? Elaborate. 

 I think you can't compare art with history. Art needs creativity, which some people have others not. Art also has its history. 

 The other History is the past made by humans, and you can't change it.  I like both. I used to paint and loved to read history books.

5. What advice would you give to someone half your age?

To enjoy life as much as you can, but honestly I don't like to give advises unless somebody asks me for one.

 6. Insert your own random thought here. 

I had believed that the paper mountain concerning Rick's passing had disappeared as it is now more then two years ago, but no, the police had checked my license plate and stated that it still was on Rick's name ! it almost seemed to me as if he had been my chauffeur! What had happened ? The car was in my name, I paid the insurance and taxes, but the sleeping busy officials forgot to put the license plate in my name too.

In Belgium, the wife keeps her maiden name from birth to death, so I have to get a new license plate now, otherwise I have to pay a fine and all that because everything went haywire during the Corona period. Of course that made me very furious and upset. Now I can drive my car around to hand in the papers to the different services ! Why make things easy if you can make them complicated ???

 

  

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

 Belgium, the land of beer 

Why is beer associated with Belgium? Belgian beer is listed as a World Heritage property. Nearly 1500 different beers are produced in the country using different fermentation methods: from Pils, Abbey beers, Seasons beers, Trappist beers, Old Flemish browns, to the most elaborate Lambic and Gueuzes, 

Belgium has a wealth of styles and a rare creativity. Beer is an integral part of Belgium's history. It was the drink of the monks, who mastered its production and know-how, enabling them to drink beverages purified from the diseases that devastated Europe in past centuries. This activity also enabled them to keep their community alive over the centuries. Some monasteries continue to produce their beers within their community, the famous Trappist beers such as Westmalle, Rochefort or Chimay. 

As early as the Middle Ages, many farms produced beer in winter, to quench the thirst of all their farm workers in summer. This beer is the origin of the Seasons beers. These farms continued to brew and thus became real brewing institutions, such as the Dupont brewery founded in 1759, the Dubuisson brewery founded in 1769 and the Du Bocq brewery founded in 1858. Many historic breweries continue to brew according to the same traditional recipes, transmitted from generation to generation, sometimes for 5 generations. 

In addition to these secular breweries, there are new brewers who work every day on new recipes and try something new. Beer is much more than a festive consumer product in Belgium. It is certainly drunk in the evening or as an aperitif, but also increasingly at the table. Each dish has its own beer or beers. In short, beer is consumed in Belgium as nowhere else in the world. A Belgian drinks 74 liters of beer a year, or one glass a day. (Certainly more then one glass !)  Every Belgian beer has its own story that is told around a good dinner. No wonder Belgium is considered the land of beer! 

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AWWWW MONDAY - WEEKEND NOVEMBER 9

 

Linking to AWWW MONDAYS 

 

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WEEKEND 

Just the day when Laure and I had booked a theater play, I could do a few steps and then I was breathless. Fortunately the play was really funny and well played. Fortunately I didn't cough like an old cow, and also my breathing was OK. But in the audience was a man with a device that nobody could guess. It made from time to time a noise like a sneezing elephant and so loud that we couldn't understand the words of the actors. We tried to find out who made this noise, but saw nothing. It's sad for the person but you shouldn't go into a theater with such a breathing device. 

On Sunday my son with wife and son came for a short visit, which was very nice, they came at noon, we had a wonderful lunch in a cute little Italian restaurant

 

in the Italian restaurant

and then remained in my room, while Leila the dog was running around in the park. Apparently she recognizes the park immediately when the car is approaching and then she has the fun of her life. Unfortunately there was no animation this Sunday, what nobody could understand and was quite disappointed. But we had a coffee and chatted together and then it was time for them to leave. But before we returned to my room and this time Rosie opened an eye looked at the dog and closed it, while the dog had understood that she has to keep distance and finally also closed the eyes, to take some force again to run around in the park, then they returned to Amsterdam.

compared to last year there are far more leaves on the trees and they are still green !