FRIDAY's FAVE FIVE

1. The week started with rain and storm and the only thing to do was staying home not to fly away.



Fortunately I had quite a lot to do with photo creations and the day flew by only too quickly. In the morning I had my aqua gym with another "teacher", the exercises were more hard to do but I managed the result was that after lunch when I watched my little crime series which I fortunately had recorded, I fell asleep and only saw the beginning and nearly the end, I woke up just in time before the murderer was known and quickly did "rewind" !

2. We had to put the heating on again, what a difference to only a few days ago. Besides going quickly out for food shopping I spent the day behind my computer and did street watch. There was not much to see only moody people who had to walk their dogs. I am lucky, my cats walk themselves alone !

3. With the storm a big branch from the rather far away weeping willow which belongs to my neighbor just besides our house, had been blown into our garden !



And not only on the grass but on the bushes too ! Our neighbor is the most awkward person in the whole street. He never cuts anything in his garden and it's all growing wildly. To complaints he doesn't listen, he just smiles and walks away. Mr. G. carried the branch over to him, and put it on his entrance.  There was nobody. So far we haven't heard of him, because on top of that he is a real coward ! He and his wife were working in a insurance company, they should know what damage that costs ! It is also illegal to have such a huge tree in your yard, but as long as nobody moves, he doesn't care !

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This weekend we have our yearly painting exhibition and I spent the whole afternoon with preparing my paintings, put nails and cords on them, painted the borders I had forgotten to paint and made a label to put on my paintings.

5. It was a lot of work to prepare our exhibition !



Everybody had brought his master pieces, and we put them all on the table, so that our teacher could select the once which would be selected. Our "administrator" used her bell again, before she gave her instructions.



The work tools lay on the table and the paintings too



Finally the selection was done, and tomorrow we will hang up the paintings and decorate the tables with the paintings  for  little easels.

I returned home and in the afternoon I drove my friend to the hospital to get her eye shot !

MY FIRST EXPERIENCE WITH WINE

 Letter W

The parents of my best friend when I was about 8 years old, had given a party. For this occasion they had prepared a big bowl of what is known in Germany as "Bowle". The drink contains fruit pieces and white wine and was very much in fashion in the 50th and 60th.



The next morning  just after breakfast, I went over to my friend, her parents were still sleeping and she was busy to clean up the kitchen. I found this wonderful, at home my mother never let me in the kitchen and certainly not doing the dishes ! She was far too afraid that I would break something. My friend as she had to do this all the time, found it less funny and was pleased that I did it ! While doing the washing up, I discovered a big glass bowl, full of fruit pieces. I wondered why they hadn't eaten all the fruits and in order to wash up the bowl, we took a spoon and ate them all. We became more and more cheerful and also very loud and suddenly I couldn't remember anything anymore.

My friend's father woke up from this noise and had opened the kitchen door. What he found were two little girls laying on the floor completely passed out ! The mother screamed the father checked, we were both still very much alive but completely drunken ! The fruits had soaked up all the white wine in which they had laid the whole night and of course were full of alcohol.

He first put his daughter in her bed and then took me in his arms, still unconscious and carried me over to my parents flat. Of course in these after war buildings people lived very close together, so the whole neighbourhood was watching this event.

My mother got hysterical seeing her daughter hanging in Mr. R's arms and screamed, which made all other neighbours in the house open their doors and look what happened. My father took me over and put me to bed, where I stayed until I woke up and wondered why I was in my room and not dancing and laughing with my friend in their kitchen !

I honestly don't remember if I had a hangover or not, but from this day on I didn't like fruits in a liquid anymore !


My friend Dagmar and me in 1951

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