Happiness is a Tennis Ball

A special report from our Guest Editor Harry

Tübingen

Tübingen is an ancient university town with the most beautiful medieval old town. It was Long Friday, so very quiet everywhere.

Stiftskirche – the main church:

Walkies!

Housing and industrial areas here are concentrated on the bottom of the valley, around the river Neckar, railway, and motorway. You only need to go up the hill, a couple of blocks from our house, and there is an enormous green area with fields, orchards and woodlands – perfect for walkies. These pics are from last week.

Wood anemones (see Naomi, I do listen sometimes!):

Grüß Gott!

(Grüß Gott is the standard greeting around here.)

Three days of living in Germany! It does not feel real at all, more like I’m on some slightly strange holiday.

Breaking news! Sun on the Outer Hebrides!

What a brilliant holiday.

More here.

Dog psychology, pt. 2

(Pt. 1)

Assume a situation where the Dog is not getting attention from his Human.

If the Human is unwell or unhappy, the Dog understands this. The Dog offers his sympathy and companionship.

If the Human thinks she has something more important to do, the Dog does not approve. The Dog is a whining, nose-poking, look-how-I-ravage-this-toy, I-do-not-care-you-have-exams nuisance.

I don't want these stupid toys.

25 Random Things

Tiedonanto: Tähän blogiin ei ilmesty valokuvia ennenkuin pääsen eroon tästä tietokoneen virkaa toimittavasta raivostuttavasta rakkineesta, jonka korotettukin eläkeikä on jo ohitettu ja taivasosa ansaittu. Insinöörillä on ilmeisen rahakas olo, joten asiaintilan korjaantuumisesta on jonkunlaisia toiveita.

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Laitan seuraavan facebook-meemin myös tänne äitien ja tätien iloksi ja jotta voin haastaa Paulan.

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. In English, suomeksi or whatever.

“Gale-force winds”

It’s too windy when you can’t walk downhill.

Let’s ceilidh

The now-traditional Water of Life Society Christmas Ceilidh, reported
here as well for the benefit of those not on Facebook (i.e. Mum).

A big circle of whisky friends.

Strip the Willow - a classic ceilidh dance

Oh what a beautiful morning

Tuesday morning was so lovely, cold and crisp and bright, that I decided to skive off university and head for the Blackford Hill with Shep. Since we haven’t had our proper walk for weeks, I felt this Momentous Occasion was worth Preserving for Posterity.

Click on the thumbnails – unfortunately you can’t navigate to the next picture within the gallery, but have to return back to this page. Stupid WordPress.

Secret message

Doors

Eden Lane

A new lease of life

Nationalism

Iron flower

Taking care

Youth and politics

I can see the sea

Drain pipes

Observatory

Mixed glass

November light

Stripy ground

Over and under

Midmar Allotments

Good advice

Curly wurlies

Garden

For sale