Love over Gold

From the time when the heating went out in winter and we got snowed in and hills were hard to take with a pushbike.

When we had to choose between Home and Away and Coronation Street, and we were absolutely sure we had seen The Grey Lady and Castle Hill wasn’t hollowed out yet.

When we found time to go out together and drink a pint or two or more, when we lived high above the ground in a castle and had parties every weekend. And life was never dull.

We have something that others don’t have and it is friendship.

Party in my head

What’s on your mind, Leendert? Facebook asks me. To be honest, my head is like a Discotheque right now. Trumpets on the left, drummer on the right.

Just one fabulous party with a band on stage, playing upbeat songs and high speed guitar strings.

Why? Because I feel like it. Like a party. But only in my head, I do not want anyone to think I’m mad or something. Just happy. The only thing they’ll be seeing is my foot wiggling at the rhythm of the music they can’t hear.

I would walk 500 miles

And I would walk 500 more. Ok, maybe I won’t do exactly that though but only because I am physically incapable of walking that far.

I am now back home and I’m playing this The Proclaimers CD I once bought in England when I was young. It reminds me of good times and it makes me happy.

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Memories

My first gold watch, I bought it in 1989 at Ratner’s in Norwich. So many good memories come back now when I pick it up to look at it.

Sometimes, just sometimes, I wish I could go back in time and hop on my pushbike and speed down Kett’s Hill and turn left into the city center to go there again.

It’s safely tucked away with all the other good memories now.

That’s the way the cookie crumbles

In Swampyland, when you go to the Market place you have to buy this: Cookie Crumbs. It’s the left over from making Stroopwafels (Syrup Waffles). But in my case, that is not enough.

I also got myself a large Smoked Eel, a huge Cheese and those lovely Syrup Waffles they make for you with hot syrup while you watch.

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Technically

A few weeks ago I received a car, well sort of a car, a moped car.

Technically it’s a quadricycle but Christa and I have decided to call it a car. It has a little two cylinder Diesel engine which makes a lot of noise and the top speed is only 35 mph but who cares, I can finally go from A to B without hurting my back on a moped and I get to stay dry too.

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