On Sunday my youngest and I were out and about in the city with our scooters. We both enjoy that. We scoot aimlessly right through the city and discover something new. Two stone snakes high up on the facade, the exhibition «The Wolf in Switzerland” in the Zoological Museum, an amusing poster full of artificial teeth in the Weinbergstrasse. Continue reading
Our neighbour was an old lady, a veritable cat lover. She lived in an old wooden house with stag’s antlers over the entrance. She was an original and sometimes not nice at all. But when everything was in order, she could be very funny and tell exciting stories, which were so old that one could read about them in history books.
She had once been an opera singer and travelled the whole world, had seen and experienced a lot, had met many famous people of her time. Once she told me that when she had pain, and unfortunately that happened ever more frequently, she hated everybody, herself included. Continue reading