102.000 names (27)

Since last Wednesday all the (known) names of Dutch citizens who were brutally deported and murdered by the nazi’s are being read in Kamp Westerbork. It is an attempt to make everyone realize how many people, with a name, a life, aspirations and sorrows were wiped from this planet.

Earlier this morning (CET), they started reading the names starting with W. It is the first letter of my last name. Could I have been on that list? Whenever I hear a name and the age two years of age, three years of age, four years of age, ….

They will finish the list later today, because on this day seventyfive years ago Auschwitz was liberated, but so many people, to this day, live with the consequences of what one man thought was the best version of mankind. The older I get, the less I grasp the phenomenon of racism.

Watch the livestream here or here.

Door |2020-01-27T11:15:04+02:0027 januari 2020|366, flow|0 Reacties

A new animal in our garden (26)

I was having lunch with Daughter, the Man was still out doing getting the groceries. While Daughter was finishing some building work before coming to the table, I already sat down and started preparing a sandwich. I was facing the garden so I could watch all the birds feasting on the seeds we serve in the garden. The last couple of days temperatures dropped to what one would expect from Dutch winter, so the amount of birds visiting our garden was higher than usual so far this season. I haven’t seen much house sparrows this season, but a family was picking seeds yesterday. I even spotted a greenfinch.

Then I saw something in the corner of my eye. It was grey and moved very fast on the ground. I was wondering which bird could walk so fast. And then I spotted it, standing right in the middle of the terrace: a mouse. Now I know that is not something spectacular to see. Mice are everywhere. Douglas Adams could have been right mice are running the world. But in this home, a mouse is a rare thing to witness.

In our previous home, we were practically used to co-living with them. Our cats did a good job managing the population in the neighbourhood, but had the annoying habit of playing with them inside our home, our bedroom even. Man became a very skilled mouse killer over the years and one time a mouse settled behind our fridge. But ever since moving to this house, in this street, I have never seen one nor heard any sound revealing the presence a mouse in our garden. We had our close encounters with frogs (one day we had many baby frogs trespassing our home), but we took mice off our ‘species who live in our garden’-list.

Now you perhaps understand better why I was so excited to see a mouse in my garden. So excited that I even called Daughter to come and look at a real mouse, but of course it was gone before she reached the window. Except, she got plenty of opportunity to see the mouse. The mouse turned out to be feasting on the seeds the birds dropped on the ground, in broad daylight! Fearless, unaware of imminent cat danger (not only our cats, but many neighbouring cats tend to visit our garden), it was running back and forth to collect seeds. Until yesterday the only times I had seen mice running around in our garden, the previous one, was when one of our cats caught on to play with. Some of them were bold to fight off the cats. But a mouse walking around the garden to collect food without signs of stress is a totally new concept to me.

It was wonderful to watch. I’m curious if I’ll see it again today. And whether it can live long and prosper in this cat littered neighbourhood.

Door |2020-01-26T09:19:47+02:0026 januari 2020|366, deze dag|0 Reacties

(Un)locking the door (24)

Let me tell you about yesterday. I made appointments for me and Daughter at the hairdressers. A bit early in the morning so that we could have a coffee down town afterwards, as a treat for us both. It would leave us plenty of time to be back home in time for a visit by my aunt.

It takes a little less than half an hour by bike to get to the hair dressers. Daughter tends to tell a lot of stories and discover new things to ask questions about, all while putting her shoes and coat on. I felt a bit rushed. Coats and shoes finally on, I turned the lights off, unlocked the door with my key and both of us walked out the door to get my bike. I felt how cold it still was and turned back to get my gloves. Again I walked through the door and pulled the door closed. And while the door was closing I felt I forgot something. The door locked, and then I started to panic. My keys! They were not in my pockets, not in my bag. Shoot! They were still in the lock, inside!

This never happened to me before, but exactly for such a scenario we gave our nextdoor neighbours a spare key. I went to the neighbours and got our spare key, but that didn’t help, since the other key was still in the lock inside. I couldn’t turn the spare key to unlock the door. 

Then another neighbour offered me and Daughter to stay in her place to get things fixed. First I called the hairdresser, then I duckduckgoed for a company to open the door for me. I found a company online that offered emergency service within 30 minutes. That sounded good. Daughter was offered to watch TV while we were waiting, an offer she gladly accepted, as she normally is not allowed to watch ‘filmpjes’ during the week. I got to know the new partner of my neighbour for a bit, in between the business calls he had to make.

Lo and behold, after 35 minutes, a white van arrived, a man and his son got out. They took a heavily used white piece of plastic out of their van and the son wriggled it between the doorframe and the door. Within a minute, the door was open. Morning saved. Total costs €85. A fair amount to pay someone for driving up and down to my house to fix my stupidity.

All in all we were still able to visit the hairdresser. Daughter’s hair got cut, I had to reschedule and got a hair cut this morning. The coffee treat transformed into a lunch treat and we were still able to cycle home in time for our after lunch appointment with my aunt.

Daughter was unimpressed by the event. I felt mostly stupid, but happy how quickly it all was fixed. And thankful for the kind neighbours that I have.

Now, a day later, I’m wondering where I can buy a white sheet of plastic to give to my neighbours for safekeeping.

Door |2020-01-24T11:58:10+02:0024 januari 2020|366, deze dag|1 Reactie
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