Return to normal

Easter full of sun, blossoms and scents, what a joy to be alive.
Back to the desk, reading, writing, going on.
Now I am an official resident of this community, I was handed the village-calendar. On one of the photographs I found the house I live in. Playing with “google earth” I could find the car I used on the parking lot.
Back to work, searching other people’s ancestors.


Here we go again. I tried to phograph out of my new kitchenwindow, but the results were thus disappointing, that I did not want them to be seen by anybody! Maybe in the evening, when the sun sets on the other site of the house. It is amazing to see how old habits survive in new surroundings. For example I ritually put on my watch, ring, wallet, handkerchief or put them in diverse pockets – but where to put them in the evening in the new room? I remember watching my father doing his preparations for the day in a similar way and I thought that I would never do such a ridiciulous thing! But rituals structure the flow of live that otherways would be without form. The weekend saw me transcribing letters from the 19th century Germans in America wrote to each others. The “originals” I had were grey photocopies, but amazingly it worked. I can not always be such a good original as the 16th century billing I worked on before. Here you see a cutting from it.

Mr. Telekom did fix my telephonline, not my private net-connection … Ah yes.


This is just a quick update: Mr. Telekom does not want to fix anything – I should not have been rude to him. It is my fault, I know … He knows that I will be after him, when everything is fixed – I know where you live Telekom-Man!

No, it is not that bad. I have to press my books into the given space and it does not fit – some have to go and I have to deceide which – that takes some time. I had to go through a lot of personal items from my parents and other family-related things and can gladly say, that I managed to ged rid of many. In a way I put an end to a phase or stage of my life. One box is enough.
Slowly things drop at their right place. I did not forget the promised photographs and at the weekend I will post them with a longer text.

Have a good time and don’t mess with telekom-man!

Moving 3 – Chaos reigns

The new place is filled with books and boxes, I managed to hit me with a hammer – yes, all prejudices towards spectacled desk-sitting historians must be fullfilled. My old place, where I am wrtiting this, seems to be pretty large … The “promiscous books” (LGS) fight back – the study is still in their hands and they refuse to step back. Next Saturday will see me driving and loading a transporter again. Mr. Telekom saied that it is absolutly impossible to pull the plug here and to in-pull the plug there, too simple – a technican has to see for it (and of course for the sixty Euro they want to cash in). So be it. It is a lot of work to be done besides normal business.
Today I tried to decipher a kind of bill from the 16th century. It would be helpful to know what language it is written in and other facts to its history, but the current owner does not know very much about it. Promises some fun and a nice billing. But step by step: Next step is to locate a usable bed for tonight.

A little late, but hopefully still just in time: The new “Catch of the week”. “Shocking videos” is a collection of really strange motion-picture-productions round the world. And the only source I could find, where “Blast of SIlence” is avilable. I doubt, that this man has viewed all flicks in his programm – reading his descriptions can be fun in nearly any case. Maybe you find your favorite there?