Sunday Music, Tuesday’s Edition

Last weekend was a mixture of joy & happiness and frustration. The joy & happiness part happened in Suebia right until Sunday midday, when I went to the station. A journey scheduled to take three hours in the end lasted four and a half hour – 50% more for the same price, yay !
I returned to my place only late in the evening. I have no special memory of yesterday, so it must have been a bland & un-impressive day. I have no idea why I did not post Sunday Music – I think I switched on the computer only for an hour or so in the evening to catch up with the news.
I wanted to cook some soup yesterday, but was too tired around midday to do anything useful except sleeping, and in the evening I felt no more inclination to slave over the pots. Today in the late morning I peeled some potatoes and carrots, threw this & that in the pot, added water and had it boiling slowly. And while the vegetables were simmering I took a bath, I still felt the cold from this morning’s drive in my bones. While the water was rushing into my pool, I heard a sound I could not identify, but it was seemingly nothing that needed any intervention. Then I heard water dripping in the kitchen sink. I wondered, because it had not been dripping while I worked in the kitchen earlier, but who knows something for sure about plumbing, or how it is called.
When I came into the kitchen later I found that the pot with the vegetable soup had somehow slid over the stove plate towards the wall, the pot was only with maybe a fifth of its diameter on the heated area. The tap was not dripping, but a cup I had put into the sink empty was filled to the brim with water. I know that the cup was empty when I put it into the sink, simply because I had emptied it shortly before, it was my coffee cup. I have absolutely no idea what has happened there, why a faucet drips, and stops dripping, why a pot with soup slides over the hotplate – what comes next ? A poltergeist ?
Today’s Sunday Music is a little Adagio by Dansk composer Per NØRGÅRD (Ger., Eng.), hope you enjoy it. May this week free from further flowing vessels of any kind, was Wotan weihen wolle, wigalaweia

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Sunday Music

Thank GOd it’s Sunday. The last week was a six-day-week, several times through the school year a Saturday is used as normal school day. Thankfully the administration decided to make tomorrow (Monday) the movable day off. I need a two day break badly, things are becoming tense in my vehicle, slowly but steadily.. The reason is simple, I drive alone without a co-driver who looks after the kids. The little boy who can not speak found a new freedom over the weeks, and because he accepts no borders things are close to boiling over. He pulls his neighbour’s hair, kicks – just to put on an angelic face the next moment, kissing the girl next to him on the cheek. In the end I will have to change the order of seating in my vehicle, so a visit to the repair shop is imminent.
I will not get another co-driver, the Knights are handwringingly searching for drivers and other colleagues – and I must say that I saw some people lately I would not call colleagues, if they wouldn’t wear the badge. I usually do not complain officially about a colleague to my dispatcher, usually a serious talk ends disagreements or frictions. But last week this was not possible. I was seemingly not the first, and surely will not be the last one, who has to say something about this special “colleague”, I’ll learn of his departure soon, I am sure.
Today’s Sunday Music is the Great Pumpkin Waltz by Vince GUARALDI (Ger., Eng.). I know that Linus expects The Great Pumpkin (Ger., Eng.) to show up on Halloween, still some weeks to go, but pumpkins start to pop up everywhere around already – and besides this, it is a gentle and friendly music.
I hope you enjoy the music. May the next week come without pulling hair, kicking shins, and slurping sleeves.

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Sunday Music

I still feel small, old, and a bit shaky. But not that old, small & shaky as I felt on Fryday afternoon, when I finally was allowed to park the vehicle. My condition prohibited me from travelling to Suebia – and I hate this with every fibre of my heart. Next weekend I will definitely visit Schwabenland, it is crap (sorry) to be alone.
The German sovereign spoke today, the result will be known tomorrow. It seems to be a close run between both big parties, in the end a coalition will be formed, as usual.
Today’s Sunday Music is a little piece titled Berceuse (Ger., Eng.), composed by Germaine TAILLEFERRE (1892-1983) (Ger., Eng.) in 1913, when she was twenty one years young. We hear Massimo MARIN (about) on violin, and Cristina ARIAGNO (about) on piano.
I hope you enjoy the music. May the coming week be peaceful.

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