Not a day and not a week no not a moment that goes by that memories of a long forgotten past where paths of life just barely crossed do not entwine with longing for a moment when we can raise a pint for brotherhood and throw some darts or just hang out and stare into a future as long as it’s the same dimension and direction where we see the warmth of times ahead guided by the street lights on these roads that lead to home and it should be just a bus ride long.
A memory triggered by the words of a song on the radio this morning, “.. and yet again a DC-9.” in a song called Zondagmiddag Buitenveldert (Sunday Afternoon Buitenveldert) by Dutch singer Frans Halsema.
They used these old planes with numerous airlines apparently, Wikipedia states an impressive list of companies, well, not the actual DC-9 but it’s successor the MD-80.
Ladies and Gentlemen and other Creatures, who’s turn is it for the next round? Remember I told you a little while ago about the Pub Clock that I own and it succumbed to wear and tear? Well, it turns out that this particular story isn’t finished yet.
When I told one of my best friends about it and he read the story on my website he decided that this should in no way be the end of that old Pub Clock. So he started searching in his network and found a proper Clock Maker. This person, retired now, has ample knowledge of old clockworks as he was in that trade his whole life until he reached the age of 65 and started to enjoy his pension.
Well then, here I am again. Haven’t had much time recently to give you an update of my life but now I have plenty of time to write this blog as I have caught Covid.
Bugger! What an awful disease this is! First it makes your head explode, then your throat hurts like heck as if someone tries to take out your tonsils with a hack saw, no anaesthetics.
On day three, high fever gets you and since I have this problem with my immune system I also suffocate as my lungs start to fill up. Only just now, day four, I am feeling slightly better, just slightly. And I started to think, where the heck did I get this? I am so careful these days wearing face masks and disinfecting my hands everywhere I go so how on earth was this possible? But the lateral flow test showed a clearly positive outcome and I don’t mean positive as a good thing.
I started to interrogate the family members present in the house and I soon found the culprit, the youngest one, Joris. Apparently, when he invited some of his friends for his so-called “Corona proof” Birthday Party the other week, he also demanded they should do a lateral flow test the same day in order to attend. But some of these jokers decided it wasn’t worth the hassle and picked an old (negative) test they saved just for this occasion from a drawer in their desk. And, he confessed to me, two of his mates later told him they had Covid already before they came to our house. Joris attracted it from them. And then he passed it on to me, he’s only just recovered.
So there, sorted out where it came from, now I still have to get rid of it which is the hardest part and basically I just have to sit this one out. Of course, being a responsible citizen, I reported my case in the government issued app on my iPhone. As you can see some joker at their software programming dept. made the text on the button reverse as soon as you’ve entered your details which I find not funny at all as you do not joke about a pandemic.
Having a chronic disease with a defected immune system I made very clear to my son that it is of the utmost importance not to take any risk with visitors and he should take every precaution to prevent pathogens entering our household. It could be the end of me if we don’t cooperate. As it seems I will make a lucky escape this time. Good, I have too much do do anyway.
Take care of each other, we’re in this together.
In Malaisia Saté Ajam is called Satai (transl. Stick, Saté phonetically) because they put the chunks of chicken on a thin Bamboo stick. It is then baked in oil in a frying pan or grilled on charcoal and served with Peanut Sauce.
We sometimes we make this at home without using sticks, during Summer when we can use the outside BBQ in the roof garden we use sticks as it’s easier to grill the meat. Sometimes served with Rice and Green Beans or oven baked french bread.
6 Tablespoons Ketjap Manis
4 Tablespoons Honey
4 Cloves of Garlic chopped up
2 Teaspoons Sambal Oelek (big teaspoons)
2 Teaspoons Sambal Badjak (big teaspoons)
1 Inch of Ginger, pealed and grated
1 Lemon (juice of 1 Lemon)
Some Ground Black Pepper
Mix all these ingredients together in a bowl and make sure they are all dissolved into a nice dark syruppy mixture.
Add chopped chicken legs or breasts to the mixture and stir thouroughly. Leave for two to three hours and stir a few times more during that time.
12.5 ounces of Peanut Butter
4 Cloves of Garlic chopped up
1 Chopped up Onion (very finely chopped or use the blender)
3 Tablespoons Ketjap Manis
3 Teaspoons Sambal Badjak (big teaspoons)
0.5 Teaspoon Ketoembar (Coriander)
0.5 Teaspoon Djintan (Cumin)
0.5 Teaspoon Laos (or use Ginger if you want it spicy)
10.5 Fluid Ounces of Coconut Milk
0.25 Teaspoon Cinnamon
Add Milk to the pan if the mixture is too thick
Download this recipe in PDF: sate_ajam.pdf
Happy New Year. May this new year bring you nothing but good things.
For me 2022 started with a visit by an ambulance just after midnight. I had this pressure on my chest and my heart had started to race and was about to win which is never good as it should just go at a steady pace.
After the proper care and reassuring words the ambulance nurses left me because it was not necessary to take me to the hospital and with the strict advice not to get myself into trouble and just rest a lot.
Things went back to normal as you can see in this screenshot of the FitBit app on my iPhone and I will keep to the advice to rest a lot. I’m just going to sit quietly in my chair in the corner of the living room and sleep it off. I can honestly say this year will get better for me.
Happy New Year!
In December 2012 I said this on Facebook: “I want to do something significant, a thing that will be noticed by a lot of people and it has to be something really positive.” Literally.
A wish come true
A few days ago this sentence popped up in the Facebook Memories on my iPhone and as I woke up in the middle of the night and was still drowsy it took a while before I realised the full impact of that sentence I wrote 10 years ago that early morning.
So now I can safely say that I have accomplished exactly that, doing something significant for a lot of people with my website for users of moped cars. In the past years it has grown from a personal blog to a news website for thousands of users of moped cars! A wish come true.
Our new bathroom is now several weeks old and I am starting to get used to the new level of comfort and the looks of it. I can honestly say I am very content with the result even though it took some work to get it done.
When you enter a showroom for kitchens and bathrooms in Swampyland you may be overwhelmed by all that shiny luxury and designs you see but after you have established that most of it is beyond your financial capabilities you get back down to earth and become practical. And you soon realise it is quite a puzzle to find out what can actually be done for the money you pay and what not.
A romantic mood light fitted in the ceiling
Recently I went to this model railway event where they sold scenery and model trains, that was a fortnight ago in the middle of Swampyland.
At one of the stalls they were selling tiny houses, trees and other things by the box for a bargain and I bought an entire storage box without looking inside for just £10,00 it so it was quite a surprise when I got home and opened it.
Can you make a Pizza Leon? Sure, no problem. Here it comes …
One layer of dough, spread Heinz Tomato Frito on top and sprinkle with Italian herbs and spices mix. Throw on lots of onion rings and sliced Mushrooms. Then the diced ham, red paprika, green paprika, lots of Pepperoni and Salami slices. Top it with grated Mozarella cheese, grated Parmesan cheese and a few slices of Gouda 30+ cheese. Bung it in a pre heated oven at 200 Celsius for about 20 minutes and bobs your uncle.