Little to write about

I seem to have got off to a slow start this year with my Blog, it’s not that my interest is lacking the problem is there is not all that much happing just at the moment worth writing about. I hope when spring comes (if it ever comes) that there will be more to write about.
Last week in a small town called Winnenden in the Bundesland Baden-Württemberg (you will have seen or heard about it in the median) a young man of 17 ran amok and killed 15 people most of them scholars in the school were he used to attended himself. A most appalling and tragic catastrophe, which catapulted the people living in this town out of the normal daily life and brought pain and grief to 16 families. When something like this happens I ask myself a lot of questions has it something to do with our form of society we are living in? Or has it to do with Internet? Video war games? I don’t know and I have the feeling the experts don’t know either.
On Friday evening we had a Skype link with my brother we wanted to congratulate him on his birthday (in New Zealand it was Saturday morning) There we sat my wife and I each with a glass of sparkling wine in our hands and when the link opened we sang happy birthday. Sadly to say the voice link was there but not the video link because I had downloaded an update of Skype and I forgot to change the setting for the video link. We enjoyed our chat, which lasted about one hour, had a few laughs and caught up on the family news. We were sorry to hear that thing weren’t going too well at the moment with my brother, hope our chat cheered him up a bit.
Last week I cut back a lot of bushes and some of them had long thorns. After I was finished my hands and arms also parts of my legs looked like I had fought a Porcupine. Three of the thorns went deep into the flesh and broke off and no matter how I tried with a needle and a pair of tweezers I couldn’t get them out. The one in my arm turned septic after a few days, so I had an other attempt at getting it out. I had the feeling that the beast was so long it was nearly showing through on the other side of my arm. With a needle (poking) and squeezing hard it suddenly popped out (thank goodness) it was five millimetres long. The one in the leg and in the finger I have managed to remove as well.
On Saturday afternoon we drove to a Garden centre just to have a look round and came out 36 Euros less then we went in with. The place was so full, hardly a space to park, you would have thought they were giving the plants away for free. Now me and my wife can go any day in the week to the garden centre but no we have to go when the rest of the world is not working. Daft I call it.
Take care out there were ever you are. Tshüss
The photo was taken 26 years ago on a walk in Northcote New Zealand.

No story today about the army.