The Model Railway incident

This is another treasure I brought home once, the Brittania class 70 steam locomotive “Owen Glendower” made by Trix UK in 1958 which I bought at the Warley National Model Railway Exhibition in Birmingham.

I can’t find much information about this model but two things strike me as odd: it’s in the European H0 scale rather than the in the UK commonly used OO gauge and the name plates are red instead of the usual black.

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Semi swearing

A semi swear word in Dutch you don’t hear anymore in Swampyland is ‘Sakkerloot!’. As a child, I never knew what it meant and of course, you couldn’t find the answer in the local library in this Calvinistic country.

This week it’s 60’s Week on national radio station Max which is a station for seniors and I heard that word again in an old song. Blast from the past so I decided to google it.

Apparently, the origin leads back to around 1600, 1612 to be precise, and it means ‘Sacra Lotio!’ which is Latin for ‘Holy Baptism!’.

Well, that’s another Double Dutch lesson I learned today, you all have a great day.

A flock of sheep

De Veluwe is an area in the middle of Swampyland covered with heather fields and ancient forests and as a child I spent hours and hours there with friends wandering around.

Sometimes I would be having a pick nick on a fleece plaid on top of a hill there with a girl I liked, other times we went there with the boys from school searching for wasted copper bullets from the army (military terrain there).

No tanks and soldiers there nowadays as it is a recreational area now with a sheepfold and a flock of sheep where people go for walk in the weekend. Peace.

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Great Crested Grebe

The Great Crested Grebe is one of my favourite birds to photograph, especially when the light is right and I have tried to take good pictures of them for years.

But, when the opportunity comes, they usually dive right under at the precise moment you press the button of your camera. Not this evening though, I got lucky.

As the mother was sitting on the eggs in her nest daddy had gone out for food and as a very overcautious dad he stayed near the love of his life and gave me a chance to shoot these three beauties you see below.

From the three choices, Land, Water and Sky they can only pick two: swimming and flying, they can’t walk on land. One of my friends told me.

So sad

This morning I was woken up brutally when outside chain saws were started and a tree shredder behind a tractor started rattling, chewing on tree branches. A few days before I received a letter from the city council announcing that maintenance works would be carried out on the wood bank opposite our house as it hadn’t been done properly in the last years.

The noise didn’t alarm me in the first place, I just got up and got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. But when I looked outside the living room window on the first floor I was shocked to see they were cutting all the trees down. Seeing them fall even made me cry, how on earth could they do such a thing? How immensely cruel this is!

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