But alas, he was a male pheasant whose life consisted of marching stately and picking seeds from the ground. Without an army.
Never thought I would do this again but I this evening I had the second CB I ordered in my life installed in my little moped car along with a fiberglass NGP Sirio GL 27 Ground Less on top which you can see in the picture on the left.
A friend who had the knowledge and the tester tuned it for me and now we’re good to go.
The first CB I owned was a solid Midland Alan 48 Plus Transceiver you see below which I used to order food from the 17th floor in a flat building I lived in before I got married or talk for a few minutes to the occasional trucker on a highway nearby when the reception was good.
I can’t help myself but other than most people my favourite subject is Autumn, specifically Autumn in England. I have no logical explanation for this, maybe it has something to do with a how I felt decades ago living in Old Hall in England. Then again, Autumn in this place is equally wonderful and happy.
A few years ago I wrote this poem, Why I love those places. It may also be connected to this feeling of excitement, a gut feeling so to speak as it was then and it is like that again my current mood and I like it. Thinking back after nearly thirty years of those times I was young and free doesn’t make me sad, they are very strong and happy memories.
In my own words.
It is very difficult to explain the feeling of intense fear of death to others when you are right in the middle of this Corona crisis and left with virtually no protection against the virus.
Having no functioning immune system has been manageable over the last 10 years until now but even the regular infusions of Nanogam will not protect me against the powerful pathogen that is slowly creeping towards me according to the numbers and locations in the news.
I was born within fifteen minutes after my twin brother. And I grew up like any normal child in those late sixties, early seventies.
At first nothing seemed wrong but soon problems started to appear, I couldn’t sit still (read my Blog ‘I CAN’T SIT STILL!‘). And if that wasn’t all, my behaviour as a child became worse over the years. Little was known about ADHD in those days and it didn’t even have a name (except ‘Disobedient’), let alone the abbreviation ADHD nor the description ‘Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder’ was invented. In those days I was just a ‘difficult child’ as opposed to my twin brother, who seemed to have it all.
I love living in this large city in Swampyland called Amersfoort. I have no regrets whatsoever that we moved here a little over two years ago. But traffic in this place is frightening, especially when you drive a moped car.
Only just recently I got used to going round the outer ring road and I am no longer nervous up to a point that it’s disturbing and I can cope with rush hour too now.
My own recipe
I have decided not to take my Recipe for Apple Pie to the grave but to share it with you all. The secret is in the quantities, I used a lot more of this and that.
And I put Rum in it.
I think I told you about owning an industrial strength sewing machine as a youngster a few weeks ago, didn’t I? I used to make leather wallets, bible covers and other things with it.
I made brown leather pencil cases too, and for myself a really a big one with a big robust zipper.
When I was going to college this was a massive hit and everyone was wearing them, baggy trousers. I was the only one wearing a straight pair of corduroy trousers, too skinny, too short as we often couldn’t afford new clothes.
So I made myself a pair of baggy trousers on my Singer sewing machine from a pattern of crispy paper that was given to me and thick grey corduroy fabric for which I saved up allowance and did chores.
Oh and I just remembered, I used to make leather wallets and bible covers on that sewing machine which I sold to church members, that’s how I earned a few quit too then.
I guess you can call it one big Escape Room I realised as I went through their store today. I walked 6 km through IKEA and after over two hours I was out in the sun again.