Apology



Must be the first ever.



Anyhow I got one.

An apology. 








and the water is back on. 

Nice. 
















Apero


H surprised me 
by asking if I was interested 
in him making us an apero 
around 7pm tonight. 
We had just returned 
from the Supermarket 
as he had carried 
two of my grocery bags 
down to the Boathouse, 
I accepted with a little bit of hesitation. 
Always a gnawing feeling 
H will try to lure me in some way. 
So right, so right. 
Immediately H had to see Lucifer, 
his mother, 
my evil and coldhearted 
mother-in-law,
for the ceiling in her garage. 
Something H told me a month ago 
he had booked a guy to fix. 
I mistook "ceiling",
heard it as,
"this evening"...,
(H has a VERY strong French way 
of speaking  English
 which has become 
more brutally pronounced 
as we rarely speak
I often have to guess.)
and asked if the apero was off. 
Nope. Still on. Afterwards. 



H was back after FIVE hours 
(Lucifer lives four minutes 
by car from the chalets.) 
In gardening clothes 
H bluntly stated he had cut the water 
to the Boathouse?!
The device he bought 
for the old chalet didn't work...
No notafication or warning
so I could put some water aside. 
No information about 
when H will turn on the water again. 
Getting used to this
ridiculous power play. 
Must say it's unnecessary.

I won't get provoked anymore. 


To ease H's faul mood
I told him I had seen the squirrel
 running over the wall again 
this afternoon. 
H just muttered
and said he'd cook something to eat. 
Good I'll lay the table, I joked. 
H just snapped and went away. 
(We rarely eat together.)

A minute later I calmly knocked 
on his door telling him 
we should cancel the apero. 
H countered that 
it was badly engaged 
as he had a mess with his water system.
End of apero. 
The best is:
I wasn't the slightest upset. 


In France, it is customary to take a drink 
(a beer or other light alcohol) 
with friends around 7pm, 
and this time is called apéritif 
(or apero).

At times with snacks. 





51 different languages to say thank you



60 different countries have visited fabs.blogg.se so far
 since Monday. 
Amazing.
Wonder who you all are?


Thank You !

Thank You!!

Thank You!!!

Or in 50 other languages:

AFRIKAANS – dankie
ALBANIAN – faleminderit
ARABIC – shukran
ARMENIAN – Շնորհակալություն / chnorakaloutioun
BOSNIAN – hvala (HVAH-lah) 
BULGARIAN – благодаря / blagodaria
CATALAN – gràcies (GRAH-syuhs) 
CANTONESE – M̀h’gōi 
CROATIAN – hvala (HVAH-lah)
CZECH – děkuji (Dyekooyih)
DANISH – tak (tahg)
DUTCH – dank u
ESTONIAN – tänan (TA-nahn)
FINNISH – kiitos (KEE-tohss)
FRENCH – merci
GERMAN – danke
GREEK – ευχαριστώ (ef-hah-rees-TOH)
HAWAIIAN – mahalo (ma-HA-lo) 
HEBREW – .תודה  / todah (toh-DAH) 
HINDI – dhanyavād / shukriya
HUNGARIAN – köszönöm (KØ-sø-nøm) 
ICELANDIC – takk (tahk) 
INDONESIAN – terima kasih. (tuh-REE-mah KAH-see) 
ITALIAN – grazie (GRAHT-tsyeh)
JAPANESE – arigatô (ah-ree-GAH-toh)
KOREAN – 감사합니다 (gamsahamnida) 
LATVIAN – paldies (PUHL-dyehs)
LEBANESE – choukrane
LITHUANIAN – ačiū (AH-choo)
MACEDONIAN – Благодарам / blagodaram (blah-GOH-dah-rahm) 
MALAY – terima kasih (TREE-muh KAH-seh) 
MALTESE – grazzi (GRUTS-ee)
MANDARIN – Xièxiè
MONGOLIAN – Баярлалаа (bayarlalaa) 
NORWEGIAN – takk
POLISH – dziękuję (Jenkoo-yen)  
PORTUGUESE – obrigado [masculine]  / obrigada [feminine] (oh-bree-GAH-doo / oh-bree-GAH-dah) 
ROMANIAN – mulţumesc (mool-tzoo-MESK)
RUSSIAN – спасибо (spuh-SEE-buh) 
SERBIAN – xвала / hvala (HVAH-lah) 
SLOVAK – Ďakujem (JAH-koo-yehm) 
SLOVENIAN – hvala (HVAA-lah) 
SPANISH – gracias (GRAH-syahs) 
SWEDISH – tack 
TAMIL – nandri
THAI – kop khun
TURKISH – teşekkür ederim (teh shek uer eh der eem) 
UKRAINIAN – Дякую (DYAH-koo-yoo) 
WELSH – diolch (DEE-ol’ch)
YIDDISH – a dank
ZULU – ngiyabonga
Translated "thank you" from worldofwanderlust.com. 


Good morning world!



Hope you all slept well...
In some minutes 
I'm running up the slope 
to take the bus to Evian.
 Scheduled a meeting 
with the boss of the staff 
at Buddha-Bar Spa at Hilton's 
before my aquabiking. 
Don't expect any improvement. 
Just another notch in the belt. 

Life goes on and on and on...

Enjoy it while you can. 
Guess I will. 

No heat!


Brrr. 


It's mid-October 
and H hasn't put on 
the heat in the Boathouse.
Can't put the heaters on. 
Nothing. 
By the way
why have floor heating 
when you don't use it?
(Which is damn cosy when it works!)


If H is 
afraid of me using too much electricity 
I can pay the bill for the Boathouse. 
The houses 
already have different invoices. 
This ridiculous
 "I want you to have 
the most discomfort possible" 
is so childishly boring!


Yawn, yawn, yawn...
GROW UP!



Squirrel squirrel on the wall...

Saw the coolest squirrel on the wall towards the Lac. 
Experiencing the entire "catwalk".
Sadly my iphone was dead 
so I couldn't snap away.
Guess I'll be fully armed tomorrow 
and show you 
the foxy little fellow then.

Sorry forgot. 







Above
some googled 
squirrel pics from the net. 


Do it!


Listen to the man
just DO it!

Love crazy
Love strangely
At least LOVE!

Life is way too short to be zombiac. 

React
Contact
Care and be there

You matter
Flow
Go, go, go!

My life sure is shitty. 
Still I won't make it let me down. 
I have a view
Fantastic kids
(Yes, I know, I know
they are "grown-ups")
And though I wish I was living 
a different life
I collect those little moments
in now 
and I'm grateful
because I am really LIVING
feeling
smiling
and most of all
LOVING!





Gotcha!











Right moments. 
On the spot. 
Gotcha!
Pics from boredpanda.com.

Sunset




















Sleep tight out there. 
If you hadn't
 a golden sunset...
Enjoy mine!
Seductive Lac Lèman. 

Mirroring



Finally fed up enough 
to mirror back H's behaviour 
when we "talk" in the car 
to the library and supermarket 
on Saturdays. 



I didn't listen, didn't confirm, 
hummed, interupted him in the middle of some senseless sentence
 by commenting 
the colour of the post van...
I can assure 
H didn't like it 
becoming sulkier and grumpier 
by the second.



At the Cinébank 
(my card got blocked 
due to the machinery 
to load the card with 
wasn't programmed for 
the new 10€ bill.) 
by entering 
H deliberately closed the entrance door behind him 
so I couldn't come in. 
Not once did H open the car door 
for me.



H, who offer his services 
carrying heavy furniture and shelves 
to ingratiate his "friends" 
can't help me out 
with the groceries 
down to the Boathouse....


Such a disappointment
that it's impossible to stay friends 
and have a nice time. 
I asked for a month of consideration. 

H's egotistical side
takes over 
 always infects our mutual life.
His lack of empathy is scary.



I can't be an obedient puppet
never being listened to nor seen. 
Everything can't always be 
on H's terms.




 

Karl Lagerfeld's Barbie



Barbie à la Karl Lagerfeld.

A Mattel limited-edition 
 was sold out at Net-a-Porter 
in a few hours. 



Biker jacket bag by Moschino














Biker jacket bag
by Moschino.
Fun but not my cup of tea. 

Black Opium












Black Opium 
by Yves Saint Laurent. 



Eclipse by Zevs



Malala Yousafzai

 
 
 
 

Malala Yousafzai, 

Cancer. born 12 July 1997

On the afternoon of 9 October 2012, Yousafzai boarded her school bus in the northwest Pakistani district of Swat. A gunman asked for her by name, then pointed a pistol at her and fired three shots. One bullet hit the left side of Yousafzai's forehead, travelled under her skin through the length of her face, and then went into her shoulder. 

On 12 October, a group of 50 Islamic clerics in Pakistan issued a fatwā against those who tried to kill her, but the Taliban reiterated its intent to kill Yousafzai and her father.

The assassination attempt sparked a national and international outpouring of support for Yousafzai. Deutsche Welle wrote in January 2013 that Yousafzai may have become "the most famous teenager in the world." United Nations Special Envoy for Global Education Gordon Brown launched a UN petition in Yousafzai's name, using the slogan "I am Malala" and demanding that all children worldwide be in school by the end of 2015 – a petition which helped lead to the ratification of Pakistan's first Right to Education Bill. 

 


In the April 29th, 2013 issue of Time magazine, Yousafzai was featured on the magazine's front cover and as one of "The 100 Most Influential People in the World". She was the winner of Pakistan's first National Youth Peace Prize.


On 10 October 2014, Yousafzai was announced as the co-recipient of the 2014 Nobel Peace Prize for her struggle against the suppression of children and young people and for the right of all children to education. At age 17, Yousafzai is the youngest Nobel laureate ever.Yousafzai shared the prize with Kailash Satyarthi, a children's rights activist from India.



Text and information from Wikipedia. 
 

Dramedy - R-100


And I enjoy Buñuel movies. 













R100 is a Japanese "dramedy"
directed by Hitoshi Matsumoto. 
A Hiroshima mon amour
with S/M touches.
A movie that either makes sense
or absolutely decidedly not. 


With a fantastic
   caricatural looking cast. 

I was in the mood for it.

Another rude Frenchie - the Skunk

Today there's one of H's acquaintances
on the premises
without me being informed.

H has over the years 
paid this man
for fixing little this and that's
 which only works for some months 
or not at all...



This, shall we name him Skunk?,
as he pollutes everything he touches with a mess afterwards
that of course H has to get resolved 
and does by hiring the Skunk again paying him a second time...
France!



This Skunk laid the wooden floor upstairs... In the wrong direction...
He didn't turn the screws in the wooden fence correctly so it nearly fell apart after a fortnight.

The Skunk was supposed to install the heated floor. Claimed it was all done. Guess what! 
The system didn't work for half a year 
and had to have experts!

The Skunk put the glass for the shower upside down 
in the Boathouse. 
The sliding wooden toiletdoor
got stuck after some weeks
and still is as it's too heavy 
for the attachment hatches. 


The Skunk deliberately
 blocked the view the entire summer of 2013
with a cement blender, 
cement, huge heaps of sand and gravel etc.
Starting the work -
to make a boardwalk/kind of boatdeck 
around the Boathouse in May 
not finishing it until Mid-August! 
Refusing to schedule his appearances 
not returning our home keys 
during his long breaks. 
Yelling at me during my working hours. 
Wanted the doorkeys for the Boathouse 
though I always left the door open 
when I was working in the old chalet
which I told him in French.
The Skunk rudely screamed at me
I didn't budge
giving up 
swearingly in anger 
the Skunk
went to the Boathouse 
and forcefully turned down the handle
And the door swung wide open...


Pathetically 
when my 22 year old daughter 
was around 
the Skunk came down on his MC 
 only dressed in Speedos 
for no specific reason.

I wonder what ruin/s the Skunk 
causes this time. 
Puh!


Squirrel looking out the window from behind


Squirrel pic from boredpanda.com.


Famous poops by Cladio Francescato














Poop humour. 

Bridges


Huangshan Anhui, China. 


Multnomah Falls
in Oregon, USA.



Moon Bridge,
Taipei, Taiwan.

Astonishingly  enough 
these mythical bridges
exists!

Expect nothing



The other side of Evian




One bus stop from 
the Buddha-Bar Spa at Hilton in Evian  you find this old man 
who made his home 
at the hospital stop. 
That's misery. 

WARNING - Buddha-Bar Spa at Hilton Evian - WARNING!


Warning not to believe 
promises made 
signing up for membership!
I could say typically French...
So why am I surprised?

I'm suddenly not allowed 
to book my aquabiking sessions 
well in advance 
so I can train and maintain a routine twice a week at the Buddha-Bar Spa. 
The ONLY reason 
I applied for a membership!
Which I clearly stated 
BEFORE 
putting my name on paper. 
I who was in heaven 
finally finding something 
I can do 
with my broken knee. 
At last being able 
to get fit and have fun 
at the same time. 
Talk about being tricked. 
I had to rearrange my working hours
by the Swedish company 
I'm consulting for 
to be able 
to take the bus 
to Evian in the mornings 
on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
Now all in vain. 
An enormous BUH! 
for the Buddha-Bar Spa staff 
who totally messed up for me. 

Patrick Modiano - Nobel Prize winner in literature 2014





Patrick Modiano.
French novelist.
Leo.
Born July 30, 1945.
College studies in Thônes 
nearby Annecy in Haute-Savoie.




Pedigree,
 the story of 
Patrick Modiano's 
own up-bringing. 
Today announced 
as the Nobel Prize winner 
In literature 2014.

Full moon morning in Aries



Awakened by the full moon. 
Awesome.





Can you find the moon?

Congrats Tottelini!











My deeply beloved son.




Some pics Anaïs found 
of André and herself as kids.
Cuties. 


MFF
Champions in Sweden 
for the 2nd year in a row.
MFF also in Champions's League.
André is a huge supporter 
come rain come  shine. 

Originating from a
small country up north:
Sweden.
Having a small family 
we do  know what 
loyalty and honour means. 
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