Say YES To Life

 

This is Musa Motha, a South African young man living in London.

He is a great dancer.

For those who are not at Facebook, here are two pics:

 

At a young age he got cancer.

 

 

They had to amputate one leg. 

And this did never stop him. A sign of strength.

The audience was in tears... me, also.

They used all the golden pieces, raining down on him.

Just wanted to share (reckon most of you have seen this on TV, I had not).

Henry 🦁

I would not be that brave. And with two legs I could never achieve what he did...

Sorry, two posts again. For my second Tom´s Signs2 see here / scroll down.

Coincidence, it´s a cheers on this brilliant dancer.

Analyze Yourself

 

 

This is Bückeburg again, where we stopped on the way home from Emden. It reads:

 

"Medical report: Thirst 

Therapy: Astra + 1 short one €3,-

without prescription"

 

Astra is a beer and a short one is slang for a schapps.

We stopped there because of this:

Here is the Tiger.

See the beautifully painted Huey here, if you like.

Henry 🦁

This is for Tom´s Signs2.

Actually this one as well.

 

 

T STands For AlsTom Academy

 42 - 46, to be exact. Elizabeth, does this count for T?

AHA!

OK, this is a "piggy-bank" with socks 😂🍻

 

Hmmm. To Ingo and we fill it with money for the Nieces?

Or to Bro to fill it for his daughters and have something funny on his feet - help, please, I cannot decide!!!

As he will make me sunnies the world looks real with I think the latter...

The last sunglasses he made for me had brown glasses and I actually never wore them. Not good.

OK, real ticket:

And, yes, guess what Ingo sees here... What a "dirty" machine he has 😉

Blogger hates me. More and more bloggers I cannot comment on.

If you do have an E-Mail-Address I answer there, other in my own comments on yours - I do not ignore you and yes, I try different browsers, too! I also even tried my laptop, no use!

The journal (will someone join me?)

Monday: Still waiting for "real documents" - the two I got were already translated, so I, after checking with my ALSTOM teamleader, visited the academy.

Very interesting.

It was about handling disabilities. Having lost half my right ear (hearing) it was even more interesting.

Also the concept of "Free Speech" for children/people with autism is genius.

I never knew ALSTOM supports all this.

I am but external, but I am proud I work for them (contract may end in June...).

Later went onto the balcony - 25C!!!! As the sun-brolly is too heavy for me I wore a huge hat and long clothes.

Boy, too warm to read about Schroedinger´s Cat and Mandelbrot!

 

 

I turned to Calvin and Hobbes :-)

 

AND!!! I was the ONLY person outside!!! How??? Why??? All other balconies were empty!

Days like these are a PRESSIE in Germany!! At least in Lower Saxony.

 

Tuesday: Wow. I´m doing the job of the translation company now. And I have no database (but my wee own one). 

"Sandbox" is a "Sandstreuer" I finally found out. Usually and all AI-processors suggest it, too: "Sandkasten", but that´s where kids play in!

 

 

Weeeee, it´s an adventure. At least I didn´t have to ask anyone - Wikipedia, I love you!

And when you get hungry, open the fridge to think, hmmmm, what will I have for lunch and cause you´re small last sec see you have high up left-overs from the day before (Käsespätzle).  What a joy!

And to top that: RAIN, yippeee!

And THEN! Barcelona put a table as figure in the document. Who.Does.That?!!!

I "created" a table in Excel, but... long story short colleague J gave me a crash-course combining Word, Excel and Powerpoint. Help me, Ronda...

I changed my concept...

Crazy. Russians now fight Russians for peace, they showed in the news.

What is one supposed to feel about that?

Especially as a German. History repeats itself...

 

1 1/2 sessions of training. 

Wednesday: 3.3 km on foot one way to ESE to bring my "broken" laptop to "repair".

Nice weather, 3 very nice admins, software problem, could take the laptop right back.

Met colleague J and she was happy about the Tea I brought as thank you.

Later crash-course on MS Word with J and some more private chatting 😁

 

Thursday: PANTO-day! I translated the Pantograph´s technical details - such a JOY!!!

As you maybe know we live near trams and every time I see one I say, "hi Panto" - it´s my fav part of the tram. Sometimes I say that eight times a day, depending on where I walk! (I speak very silently, but bet the Panto can hear or feel it).

I got to touch one at the InnoTrans in Berlin even!!! 

It was a team from Denmark presenting used ones and one man explained it all to me  - gosh, was Ingo bored, LOL.

At one point I asked Ingo if he wants to see something else. "I didn´t want to see anything of it in the first place!!!!"

Thank you BIG again for driving all the way with me 🥰 

 

Friday: The darn tax-office needed (certainly) more info. I called the city of Bad Harzburg for help and got two VERY NICE and helpful people! Yippee! (My mum inherited me with two apartments for rent there, it´s a pain).

What a great start to the day with NICE people!!! And all via e-mail, too!

 

AND!!! My surname. He said, "like King?" YES! It is THAT EASY. Most ask if my surname is with "ay" and when I answer, "just like König" they ask back "with oe"? What the heck?! He also got Flavia right (my first name was taken for e-mail already).

 

Darn it. Braunschweig as second-largest city in Lower Saxony does NOT have that service. The lady actually laughed upon my request (in a nice way). She was nice, too.

 

Weekend: Saturday:

Went grocery shopping together. Big YAY. Always did that, then came COVID, then ...

First BBQ of the year, yippee. 

Sunday: Pentecost. 29 years together and .. Ingo got mad at me because of a silly lille thing. Sad. I felt sad all day.

Because I did and do not understand, but I accept. How long, though? I do not like being yelled at.

Die Maus hence only. And the fairy tale.

I understand my Brother now. He gets tired of fighting with his wife.

Years ago he spoke of divorce. He still tries to see the good.

Ingo can be the nicest. And the nastiest. I hang on the first. I can also be nasty, aren´t we all at times?

Henry 🦁

Life is nothing without cheese, right?

Come Away With Me

If only... A kiss?

A tinned roof and rain... I would love that.

Friends will call me (in Madeley/Perth) when it´s raining....

The sun is shining but I cannot get that big sun-brolly safely up with my hurt arm.

Henry 🦁

Ingo prefers to be by himself. A long, sunny weekend. Sad.

As if we had time... I am lost.

To Nature

 

 

This is Bückeburg again, from the way home from BIL.

 

 

I think the word "Mural" has not reached this country, that sits behind the moon or a big rock.

We still wait for self-raising flour (I can do that myself now).

This is clearly no graffiti, but a mural, as the following:

Wish Ingo would be quiet(er), sometimes I feel with that deer and want to run away...

Off tomorrow to get poppy-seeds.

This is for Sami´s COLOURFULWORLD Monday Murals.

 

Henry 🦁

This is Henry from The Indiana in Cottesloe, where we met our dear host the first time and where we will visit sculpture by the sea again next year, if all goes well.

I wonder what became of The Indiana. I fear they "renovated" too much. The wonderful toilet-area inside the restaurant... Yes you read that correctly....

I needed to go and Grace, who sadly takes a time out, but promised to meet us next year, said: take your cam.

I thought (it was the first time we met for real), what kind of a crazy gal is that?! But obeyed - luckily!!

 

See:

To sweet, crazy bloggy friends in real life!

 

I also still have this at my private PC :

@Grace, if you peek in, say thanks again, OK?

The"hair", @Sami, is from Charlotte´s Web.

 

Also, yes, Grace´s Kookaburras are in sight 😘

And Kathy´s bookmark

And Bill´s shamrock...

 

When It´s Too Much

 

This song is about a woman that hears music LOUD cause she is deaf.

She only FEELS it.

I am nearly half-deaf and the BOSE help me to not disturb the neighbors. 

To have the feeling I can hear well again.

I HATE when I have to turn my head to understand and explain this EVERY FIRST time when I do meet new people cause I can hear  nearly nothing on the right ear. 

I THINK Ingo was in the living room.

He yelled at me in anger before, I put on my "Daddy", Adriano Celentano, cause my stomach hurt and he helps me...

Weekend gone...?

Sad. This hurts immensly. 29 years ago was different...

Sometimes one wants to run away.

But where to... even my work place is here.

But that might end come July.

Two things that hurts me so much I cannot eat.

I feel sick.

I am aware that´s crying on a high level... and I need to loose some kilos anyways....

Just not this way... I´d like to do it "My Way"....

 

Lille Family Time – Re-Mastered

 

 

As if I had not enough flowers Ingo came home with "old" roses yesterday - they looked so sad in the store at the entrance, he said...

 

We have no children but I think we count as family anyways, no?

On my IKEA-Lack there is a Perth-sticker, the city we got married in in 2013 (actually the suburb Joondalup).

Also I have Emil, a kid´s chair... So I add this to "Lille Family Time".

The singer in following video, Hildegard Knef, has passed away already, but she was so cool, working with young guys and singing "red roses should rain on me".

Turn on the sound! I showed you the original, this is the remastered Ingo gave me.

I give you the by Deepl translated summary text right beneath:

 

For me it shall rain red roses
Song by Hildegard Knef

... At 16, I said quietly, I will
Want to be big, want to win
I want to be happy, never lie
At 16, I said quietly, I want
I want everything or nothing
... I want red roses to rain on me
I should encounter all the wonders
The world should change
And keep its troubles to itself
... And later, I still said, I would like to
To understand, to see, to know, to keep
And later, I said, I wanted to be
Not to be alone, but to be free
... I want to see red roses raining down
I should encounter all miracles
Luck should behave gently
It should manage my destiny with love
... And today, I say silently, I should
Resign myself, be content
I cannot submit
Can't be content
Still want to win
Want all or nothing
... For me it should rain red roses
I should meet completely new wonders
To unfold anew far from the old
Keep most of what is expected

 

"Shall" certainly is the WRONG translation! I learned in my railway job it means "must". She sings "sollte", "should" - she wishes for it.

 

This (and the never lying part) I Iove most:

"And later, I said, I wanted to be 

Not to be alone, but to be free" - 

I have this with Ingo.

 

1994 Ingo and I on "this day" aka Pentecost finally became a couple (this is practical as we´re both not good with remembering dates).

That was 29 years ago!!!

Phew. Red roses, gerbera.. fun, fights, love, adventures, laughter, illness and health, well, as, I reckon most go through.

This is the arty part:

 

The cam could not decide what to focus at...

 

Henry 🦁

To (mostly) great times!

Just A Quick One

 

 

Coincidence I put the compost in an NFL-bowl! 

I used it as I needed to do the dishes anways, and we had noodles in this.

We live ground floor, so I never use paper bags to bring out the compost, why add more "recycling-paper", right.

 

And doesn´t it look arty? 

 

It´s the head of a pineapple, carrot-peel, an old egg-shell (I marked it so Ingo gets the fresh ones).

 

No idea if we go and watch the "New Yorker" Lions play this season. 

They´re first league American Football but we know none of the players anymore, the whole atmosphere went down the drain, it got so expensive... 

From 12 000 visitors it went down to 3 000, how sad is that.

Compost!

Henry 🦁

Baby Henry, life is a changing...

Also we have no GFL (German Football League) or EFL (European Football League)-bowls. The Lions were champions in both several times, just sayin´...

To the (g)olden times.

At least we can watch NFL on TV now!

Wednesday´s Words On A Friday

 

I join River again with the Friday-meme.

 

This week's words/prompts are:
1. variable 2. looking 3. sometimes 4. quite 5. define 6. colourful
and/or:
1. tried 2. song 3. honest 4. mood 5. answer 6. favourite 

 

Braunschweig, for a change, 2002.

My dear colleague S asked me to go out with colleague T who just got divorced and was very sad, plus had his daughter with him.

 

OK then. We went to a pub, that T and I. It was quite loud there, well define loud but you had to "yell".

It´s not only sometimes the following happens to me, rather quite often even.

How my day had been, he asked whilst a song was blaring.

The moment I wanted to answer "a colleague used wrong variables and all in all gave me..." the music ended and into the silence I yelled "SHIT#Y CODE!"

In German it sounds like "Kot" which is usually dog-poo.

We were the only IT-guys, imagine how the people were looking at us...

 

Another time  I was at the butcher in a grocery store.

I got what Ingo wanted and then mine. It was at COVID-times, a glass panel between us and there was the usual announcement, mask, distance etc and USUALLY it ends at other stores with a thank you. Not so there, so, as the butcher-lady did not understand I yelled that I want... sudden silence "TWO BREASTS". Ups. To be honest, the others laughed, of course. A good thing in that panic-mood... We tried to take it all with humor.

 

It´s usually my favorite thing to use all the words in this colourful world 😁

 

Henry 🦁

The code I speak of is like the one in first pic - no structure, elements not needed etc...

And yes, two posts again - for a face and some smiles just scroll down 😀