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N = Notes
When we were first living together and then a freshly married couple, Mr. G. worked in the Hilton Hotel and had completely other working hours than me. I worked from 8.30 am til 6 pm, he had shift hours and we saw each other only for a few hours. He worked then from 3 pm til 11 pm or from 11 pm til 6 am. That's why I used a little book for leaving notes.
Of course in 1968/69 we didn't have a cell phone to quickly give a call or send a little text, in case you needed or wanted to tell something.
Just before Christmas I was looking for the very first album of my son as a baby, he had just become a daddy and he wanted to compare of course. And there I found this little note book together with other things from the past.
I didn't remember that we wrote such cute little notes and that I made little drawings and our very big concern was our cat Piccola. So day after day I wrote a note, what he had to buy or to do, or he wrote me to sew a button on his shirt. They were always signed with funny little names and of course lots of kisses.
This is the agenda we used to leave notes for each other, like
- You must be tired ! I'll buy a gift for Mukki today, take off the colar from the cat when she is not going out
- I come back with the tramway if it doesn't rain
- the Electrician had come, coffee is on the stove, if you are hungry, buy bread
- there is a soup to be warmed up ...
We wrote in German, because at that time Mr. G. spoke only very little French, but fluently German because he had lived in Germany for 3 years where he was working for a big company with a lot of Italian workers. Being Italian himself, he translated for them and also wrote their letters to their families, because lots of them could not read and write.
These times of little notes are long gone, because from hotel work he changed to Analyst and Programmer. This kind of job had just been created and you only needed 3 months of Computer classes in 1971 ! Today you have to go to University for 4 years to do the same job.
As he worked in an office now, we had the same office hours, our little notes were not needed anymore. Our offices were in the same street, and we could even have lunch together.
Today I use my mobile to write little notes, they are short, in French and they have no little drawings. Kisses take too much space after 41 years of marriage, for just asking to buy a bread.
