1941 - 2022
"When a husband dies, it's no longer us. It's just me. Not even death can steal the love I feel for you."
*******
This week it was very hot, over 30°C, which we're not used to at all. It was also Pentecost, a long weekend. Half of Belgium went to the seaside, and despite the train strike, they ran 30 extra trains so everyone could get there. Naturally, the motorway was completely jammed.
We sat comfortably in our lovely park under a huge tree that must be over 200 years old, chatted and had drinks. We were not many outside, a lot stayed inside the cool Restaurant with air condition.
The next day was exactly the same, but in the morning I went to Amandine (our manager) to tell her that chairs were broken and we didn't have enough, same with a table and that we badly needed bins in the park. The visitors and children are sometimes not very well educated.
To our surprise there was no activity at all the whole week except today. This game was funny ! I was given five plastic balls and had to throw them into an umbrella, one after the other. Inside the umbrella, points were written on a slip of paper, and depending on where the ball landed, you got 10 to 50 points. You couldn't really aim because you couldn't see the points. So I just threw my balls aimlessly into the umbrella, and the first time, four landed in the 50-point range! The other times, I got zero! Anyway, I came in second!
This is the last survivor ! I wonder how long it will last.
We all had for the first time a meeting with our new manager ! I felt really sorry for her. Instead of admitting that she didn't really know yet how things worked here, she acted like she understood everything, but I didn't believe her. I had the feeling she was swimming in unknown waters, but she will learn.
We have a new couple. Honestly, they are getting on my nerves. He is constantly making jokes that no one understands except him, and then he laughs loudly and heartily! His wife looks like a 14-year-old little girl and must have been very pretty once. She's always smiling or laughing, and as soon as she sees a man, she runs up to him, hugs him, and tries to kiss him. As soon as our men see a man, who's quite tall, they know the little girl is clinging to his arm, and they "run" away or try to hide behind a table. She does the same thing with women. I only just managed to dodge her at the last minute, otherwise, she would have "attacked" me too. But I jumped aside (it's still possible), and her husband caught her again. I don't know what they're suffering from, but neither of them is normal.
The rest of the time I worked on my pictures to make old once new and they really look now as if I had taken the picture yesterday.
We are the couple of the right side together with my American uncle in 1971
.jpg)
It cannot be four years surely. Yet, I suppose it is. You've been in your castle for quite some time. It is over two years since my Ray died but like you, we build another life, while not forgetting our old one.
ReplyDeleteRicardo was rather nice looking when he was young. Of course as old people pretend, we don't mention how good sex and love might have been when we were young.
I was surprised that it's 4 years too. It has been too hot to do much here other than sit in the shade or inside with fans going. No air con here. Hopefully the new manager is listening to all your complaints.
ReplyDeleteThese anniversaries of losing a dear one are hard. The photos look so nice, and as you said, as if you had just taken them. I hope the new manager catches on soon.
ReplyDelete