18 Dec 2013
WORDLESS WEDNESDAY
The last chapter of a young adventurous woman, hidden in an old grandma's body, living in a castle, a senior residence, where she leads an amusing and interesting life with her cat.
16 Dec 2013
MY WEEKEND OF DECEMBER 14 AND MY WORLD
This weekend was so busy that I even neglected my blogging duties and have to put two days in one post !
Saturday morning a groaning Mr. G. carried up from the basement, one suitcase and several boxes filled with Christmas decoration. After having put up the tree and draped the lights around it, he escaped, and I started the decoration. After a while I was fed up and stopped, I lost the overview of all this stuff !
Instead I went to the Waterloo Christmas market. When I came back I continued and here is the result.
The living room now looks christmassy and I love our tree decorated with some new balls and decorations.
For little grandson Toby I added some child friendly things. In the evening when it was dark I put on all the lights and we were both satisfied with the result.
On Sunday morning I went to the Brussels' market met my cigarette seller and did some shopping especially fruits and at 3 pm my friends came and we went together to a Gospel concert in the nearby church. Last time I had been in this church was for a funeral and that was years ago.
As my neighbor's daughter was involved in the organization of the concert, she had reserved us the best places just in front of the singers.
From left to right, Ilona, Nicole, me and Vivienne.
The group came from the Congo an ancient colony of Belgium. They sang in their language and also two songs in South African language in honor of Nelson Mandela. Only two were in English, "Amazing Grace" and "Oh happy Days".
There was such a rythm in their songs that it itched in our legs and despite our vintage age of 70 to 75, we stood up and danced ! I thought if Mike Jagger still hops around with 70 we can do that too. The singers were delighted and invited the others too. We had a lot of fun and I thought it's never too late to experience new things, like dancing in a church (and in a catholic one !) !
Oh when the Saints
In excellent mood we went to my home where I had put some bottles of Champagne in the fridge and with the cozy Christmas lights we ended the evening. Mr. G. celebrated with us and we laughed so much that our bellies hurt.
It was around 4 and getting slowly dark when I arrived Saturday at the Christmas market. It was the first time that Waterloo had a real one with around 20 chalets.
The entrance
There were a lot of people and as it is in small towns I also met some people.
The kids enjoyed the beautiful old carrousel .
There were a lot of chalets selling delicatessen and some also handmade things.
I watched a glass blower for a while
In a big heated tent, people ate and drank mostly Champagne with oysters or other seafood, but also the never missing snails. Father Christmas watched over the crowd and greeted me when he saw me with the camera. When I had seen all the chalets I left
and saw the main street of Waterloo in its Christmas lights.
Saturday morning a groaning Mr. G. carried up from the basement, one suitcase and several boxes filled with Christmas decoration. After having put up the tree and draped the lights around it, he escaped, and I started the decoration. After a while I was fed up and stopped, I lost the overview of all this stuff !
Instead I went to the Waterloo Christmas market. When I came back I continued and here is the result.
The living room now looks christmassy and I love our tree decorated with some new balls and decorations.
For little grandson Toby I added some child friendly things. In the evening when it was dark I put on all the lights and we were both satisfied with the result.
On Sunday morning I went to the Brussels' market met my cigarette seller and did some shopping especially fruits and at 3 pm my friends came and we went together to a Gospel concert in the nearby church. Last time I had been in this church was for a funeral and that was years ago.
As my neighbor's daughter was involved in the organization of the concert, she had reserved us the best places just in front of the singers.
From left to right, Ilona, Nicole, me and Vivienne.
The group came from the Congo an ancient colony of Belgium. They sang in their language and also two songs in South African language in honor of Nelson Mandela. Only two were in English, "Amazing Grace" and "Oh happy Days".
There was such a rythm in their songs that it itched in our legs and despite our vintage age of 70 to 75, we stood up and danced ! I thought if Mike Jagger still hops around with 70 we can do that too. The singers were delighted and invited the others too. We had a lot of fun and I thought it's never too late to experience new things, like dancing in a church (and in a catholic one !) !
Oh when the Saints
In excellent mood we went to my home where I had put some bottles of Champagne in the fridge and with the cozy Christmas lights we ended the evening. Mr. G. celebrated with us and we laughed so much that our bellies hurt.
It was around 4 and getting slowly dark when I arrived Saturday at the Christmas market. It was the first time that Waterloo had a real one with around 20 chalets.
The entrance
There were a lot of people and as it is in small towns I also met some people.
The kids enjoyed the beautiful old carrousel .
There were a lot of chalets selling delicatessen and some also handmade things.
I watched a glass blower for a while
In a big heated tent, people ate and drank mostly Champagne with oysters or other seafood, but also the never missing snails. Father Christmas watched over the crowd and greeted me when he saw me with the camera. When I had seen all the chalets I left
and saw the main street of Waterloo in its Christmas lights.
The last chapter of a young adventurous woman, hidden in an old grandma's body, living in a castle, a senior residence, where she leads an amusing and interesting life with her cat.
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