Sunday, 28 February 2016

Griswold & Wagner rear their heads again

Silver dollar pancakes with blueberries
I bought a few more cast iron cooking implements.  I have no excuse, of course, but I don't care.  I like to eat just small amounts of bread, especially breadsticks, so need several baking forms to make a batch of dough.  Once everything is baked I freeze them.  It only takes a few minutes to thaw them in the oven, and one stick is just right for accompanying a bowl of soup.


Notice the tiny little pan in the back?  Handy for melting butter, or roasting a few cloves of garlic, or making a truly tiny batch of cornbread, or frying one egg the right shape for an EggMcSausage (not that I ever make those, but one never knows - be prepared, is my motto!)


Full length breadsticks




Finger length breadsticks - aren't they cute?



Muffin pan - too much dough!

And this is my Plett-pan, for making silver/sand dollar pancakes - so cute and easy to eat!

Space-saving furniture

Foldable tea trolley
I love space-saving furniture, the sort that take up little space but expand and rise to the occasion.  Most useful when one has only a tiny house!

My foldable tea trolley for example fits into a six inch wide space between the kitchen cupboard and the fridge, but unfolds into a regular sized tea trolley, a useful extra space when I am involved in a major kitchen project and need additional counter space.



Ignore the dust, will you?

Another useful piece of furniture is my folding campaign bed.  Officers in the British Army used to carry such beds when posted overseas, transporting them on donkeys and elephants and such like.  Despite their somewhat suspicious appearance they are actually quite comfortable.  I slept on it for three weeks when I first bought The Little House, before my proper bed arrived.  As you can see, it isn't very wide, but perfectly serviceable.  I had my beloved Mouser sleep on top of me during those three weeks, and even the slightest bodily movements dislodged him, so it was a precarious experience for both of us.  Happy Days!

All folded up, looking like a small cabinet or table

Unfolded - the canvas is like a hammock

Don't you just love all those little legs?

All made up for one of my friends

In the front bedroom -a little snug, but it worked quite well

Lastly, I would like to show you my convertible chair!  If I have company in the Parlour I keep the footrest folded away, to create space, but otherwise I keep the footrest out.  I don't have a sofa, so the befootrested chair is my most comfortable piece of resting furniture in the house, aside from the beds, of course.

Folded out, ready for adding seat cushions to make a bed.  The part where the feet are folds into the middle part when the bed is in use as a chair, and the part where the head will be is the back of the chair

Seat cushions added


The front part, where the head is when the chair is a bed, in upright position; the footrest not folded into the main section of the chair

Morris chair complete with footrest!

Very comfortable indeed, though it does take up more space with the footrest out

Visit to Paris


I actually managed to have quite a nice visit to Paris in January, meeting up with friends and buying the most heavenly soft and beautiful cashmere wrap as well (on sale, no less!).  I made few photos, the weather was iffy and I was too busy chatting with friends.  We went to Ladure for afternoon tea and cakes, and it was great!  One day I shall go to Angelina, but so far the queues always discouraged me.

Amazing shop window!


La Madeleine again


Shopping in the Sales





Catching up...

I have been shockingly busy these last few weeks, which is why I did no blog posts.  I did take a few photos ...

These last few weeks I have had a great piece of good news - I have been promoted!!!!!  Full kudos to my managers and colleagues for responding so positively to my innate quality and perfection.

There was bad news, too - another death in the family, this time the relative in question died at age 59, which is way before anyone should follow the call of the final reaper.

Another thing that kept me busy was a visit from two friends of mine, who stayed for the weekend to see a special exhibition at the Bodleyan.  It was great to see them again, but did take up a lot of time.  One weekend to prepare the Little House, one for the actual visit, and one to clean up afterwards.

And just when I saw land and thought I could settle back into my routine, one of my crowns broke off, taking the tooth with it.  It was one of my favourites, let's call him Eric, at the very back of the jaw, so not too noticeable a loss.  I think I may just keep the gap, rather than have a fake tooth inserted.  The gap could come in handy, I am already wondering what I could use it for.  Of course if I chewed tobacco, I could keep a quid (Priemchen) in it, but seeing as most of the nation's spittoons have been decommissioned I can't see myself going down that road.

On a related note, I hope the Eric remnant will come out in one big piece, rather than lots of tiny fragments, so I can turn it into a relic and set it up in a little shrine.  Eric is the first piece of my body I have ever lost, and the upcoming surgery is the first I have ever had, so this will be an important chapter in the history of my physical development.

Anyway, I will now do a few little posts, to address the backlog!

Saturday, 6 February 2016

Tuesday, 12 January 2016

Bowie's Last Bow

I am not usually a fan of music videos, but the two from David Bowie's last album, Blackstar, are completely mesmerising and very moving.  We will not forget him.

Blackstar, the title track, and Lazarus links:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kszLwBaC4Sw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-JqH1M4Ya8

Sunday, 10 January 2016

Musings on the Migrants Crisis - Speaking as a Foreigner ....

Just in case you wonder why I am waxing lyrically about scarves, while the world - and especially Germany - is going to Hell in a handcart, let me reassure you that both are very much on my mind.  I have in fact composed three posts, which I all deleted before publishing, because it is difficult to write about this subject without being accused of racism and hit over the head with the Nazi-cudgel, and I like a quiet life. But seeing as I am being encouraged to give my opinion on the subject, here it is, including a conspiracy theory.

Allowing millions of people to enter Europe without checking their identity papers and visas, and failing to properly prosecute refugees who break the law, while hushing up the facts and telling the native population to just pay up and shut up, is a recipe for hate crimes, vigilantism and even civil war, and taking the tolerance and patience of Europeans for granted will eventually horribly backfire - am I saying anything yet that is controversial?

Let's consider the strange notion that the host population should adapt to the newcomers, and change their ways - parents near asylum centres being told to dress their daughters modestly to avoid 'misunderstandings', women advised to keep men at arm's length - have the people giving such advice taken leave of their senses?  Do they want the native population to hate the new arrivals?

I have lived abroad for 37 years, and never expected - nor received - any sort of preferential treatment.  I was never given leaflets printed in German at the doctors, I never got better grades because English wasn't my first language, and there are no quotas that ever discriminated in my favour.  No native population ever adapted themselves to my Teutonic ways; on the contrary, I am never allowed to forget for longer than maybe a week that I am a member of the nation that caused two world wars and had better keep a low profile.

If you are a foreigner you should do the adapting.  If the natives are willing to accommodate you by listening to your rudimentary attempts to speak their language, if they are kind enough to support you financially, if they allow you to be in their country at all, you should be grateful.  It is not your country.  Others have worked to create this place which you are now allowed to live in, and their parents and grandparents have set up the institutions from which you now benefit.  You are a supplicant, and still have to earn the right to be here, by hard work and by supporting your host country in every way you can.

I can say this, because I have been a foreigner for all my adult life, and I always did what I could to adapt.  Indeed, why would I want to live in a foreign country if I didn't like it better than my own, and thus should be pleased to adapt to its ways? Just to benefit financially and sponge off a richer nation?  Even then at very least one should acknowledge that one benefits, and in return respect the native customs until one goes back home.

What about immigrants who have acquired citizenship, and second generation immigrants? Surely they have the same rights as the native populations?  Of course they do.  But whoever depends solely on the law to safeguard their security and future is a fool.  It is easy to forget that laws are only effective if the population as a whole stands behind them.  Otherwise, when the chips are down, you are on your own.  The best protection anyone, and any minority group, has, is the goodwill of the majority.

As mentioned above, as a German abroad no one does you any favours.  It is better now, but when I first left Germany in the late 1970s it was so bad I used to tell people my accent - still pretty thick then - was from Iceland.  No one could tell an Icelandic accent, and I was sick of having to listen to all that Nazi stuff all the time.  But whenever I did something good, like giving money to a beggar or carrying shopping for a little old lady, I said I was from Germany.  And you know why?  Because every time I do something bad, some other German will get it in the neck eventually.  And every time I do something good it will improve the image of Germany, and some other German will be treated better because of my good deed.

When I was on the Paris metro recently a black guy with chains and piercings and other seeming accoutrements of hooliganhood got up and offered me his seat - and all of a sudden I started to look upon others who dressed like him not as potential threats, but as benefactors and potential helpers in a crisis.  I could give loads of other examples, but there is no need.  We all know that whenever a member of a noticeably different group, however that difference is defined, says or does anything good or bad, we generalise it to other members of that group.  We shouldn't, but we do.

Unfortunately for all us do-gooders, brain research shows that we are much better at remembering bad than good things.  One good action doesn't nullify one bad action; it is more like twenty good actions nullify one bad one.  So as a member of a minority you really have got your work cut out if other members of your group habitually behave disgracefully and anger the majority - those Nazi-Germans cast a long shadow, let me tell you!

Members of a minority will always be more vulnerable than members of the majority. Ask the Jews, ask the Blacks in the US, ask gays - their rights are only worth something if the population as a whole likes and respects them and wants to live together with them.  If not, all the laws in the world aren't going to protect them.  Study history if you don't believe me.  And laws can be changed ....

In light of all this the men who mass-abused those women on New Years Eve have, in addition to the horrific behaviour against their victims, done terrible damage to their fellow foreigners and Muslims, who will have to suffer increased prejudice and backlash because of their actions.  Not just those currently residing in Europe, but also those back home in the Middle East.  Tourists are already cancelling holidays to Cologne - now that the events in Germany have reminded them of the gang rapes of Tahrir Square, are they going to go to Egypt and other countries where women are routinely molested?  And as for Turkey joining the EU - if the EU survives - and thus allowing millions of Muslim Turks to go and live in Europe .... Well, the chances aren't as good as they were before New Years Eve.

Now, a note on social cohesion and the welfare state.  I have seen quite a few studies recently about the relationship between generous welfare systems and the homogeneity of a population.  In a nutshell, people don't mind paying high taxes to support those who they see as similar to themselves, but they resent doing so for those who they consider to be different.  For example, in the US the higher the non-white population in a state the worse the welfare systems - blacks are considered to benefit disproportionately from welfare, and whites don't want to fund them.  Apparently this is also the reason why poor whites vote for anti-state Republicans - they are anti-state because they think the state disproportionately benefits non-whites.  When you look at the dismantling of social services in Europe, you will notice that they, too, get worse the more immigrants a a country has.

Which brings me to my conspiracy theory.  The only credible reason Merkel could have to bring in so many migrants, who could have been helped just as well back in the camps where they lived before she invited them all to come to Germany and live in community halls and tents, is to undermine social cohesion enough to abolish the German welfare system. The migrants are not valuable additions to the labour force (low skills and lack of German), they are not credible asylum seekers (they could have stayed in other countries they passed before they got to Germany), and they certainly aren't an enrichment of German culture (multi-kulti is so passe).  But yes, they will undermine the social cohesion and solidarity that has underpinned Germany's economic success since the end of WWII, with the result that the welfare state will disappear.  Oh yes, before I forget, the presence of millions of low skilled cheap workers will teach the native labour force to accept ever worsening working conditions and remunerations, turning Germany into a capitalists paradise.

Merkel is the chancellor of the CDU, Germany's equivalent of the Tories and Republicans, and a handmaiden of global capitalism.  It all makes sense, no?  Welcome culture indeed!

OK I have written my bit.  Can I go back to my scarves now?