Pissed off on world that is pacing by old dinosaurus, talking in weird lingo, half of which I have to guess. The new services, the new business modes, all communication between people, all is online – its becoming worse and worse. People dont know how to move, talk, even just BE! What Sidney Poitier, what Sean Connery, what Ingrid Bergman or Audrey Hepburn? They dont know what I am talking about! Well, to the hell with it. If I wasnt much of a music lover I probably would not know either about Rosemary Clooney or Rat Pack or not even Jimmy Hendrix ;)…. Wonder if they would have known about Elvis without this new film now. Probably not. Queen they know, but thats surely because of the worldwide known competitions of Simon Cowell, the ones like America got talent or the Voice or sorts. Its pretty devastating that all the connection between people is disappearing. We in Europe are becoming more and more like people in US. Some twenty years ago I thought “it” would not reach Europe. The IT is what we see in big cities and hear from the adults dating world – its more and more impossible to find a companion, find a date, not to mention find a spouse forever. Because of the size of say London or New York – millions of people, nobody knows you (except when your name is Johnny Depp that is:)). Its all related, all of the small bits in society become a big scene if you take a look from a distance. I know why in India raping woman and girls is so common. Its all connected within society (not with NY and London society, as you understand) and all the trends that people create by themselves. 

I find myself being like Hermit crab, avoiding, hiding, prefer to be alone in my shell. And then I see “old people” like me and I come out and we talk and laugh and take wine and scallops and life is normal again. We take a stroll in forest and we know what mushrooms to pick for dinner. We take time at swamp and make fire – as we know how to and we have matches in the pocket just in case! We go skinnydipping to the same swamplake that has the cleanest water ever, a bit reddish but thats because it has a high level of iron from the torf. Then we go to BBQ site that our government has set up allover the country – for the nutters we are, we actually take vacations like that in open nature. We have mushrooms in our baskets, we clean them. Peel some potatoes, one onion. Toss it all into the funny ancient pot thats part of the set up of the free BBQ sites. Some fancier BBQ sites have actually small house on the plot. House has like 15 sqm, and some 3 to 4 bunkbeds and a firepit inside. The only rule with the free of charge BBQ sites is that you can stay as long as you want but you have to share if anyone else is coming there. The houses have a rule of one night stay – you can be there only one night and then you have to move along or set up a tent to sleep in. There are idiots however, naturally russians, who literally move in to the house for whole summer. Thats how amazing is their understanding of one night stay. Ofcourse, they pretend they dont read or speak any language…. so we put up the rules placard in four languages including Russian…. with no change. They were born cockroaches, they live like cockroaches spreading where they not supposed to, they hell as well will die like ones.

Spent a very good and peaceful day on the beach behind the house, collected washed up stones and coulourful glass. Most of them are green or dusty white, but I found a red one today! After few hours on beach went to the farmers market and took nice trout for dinner, yummy! A panfried trout, some potatos seared in butter, a bottle of bubbly and cinnamonbuns. Smelling like Xmas already 🙂 and now its time to make it look like Xmas too! After dinner I whisked up some four batches of macarons, all four different colours. These will be a housewarming gift for the new friends I found, the neighbours from the countryside, the ones who have ciderfactory. They will be opening a new jazzclub in a week or so, and I figured this time I shall keep myself calm and not climb to the scene. Dont really know any jazz songs to sing. Still a chance the bubbly will take me off my route, but that certainly will be either rock or country or even something called gospel-like. Depends from the mood, as you know. I have been found dancing on the tables in nightclubs and singing my lungs out when bands singer has a break but these were really ancient times. I promise I will behave. Heheheeee…

Its no snow yet, but the feeling outside is freezing. And the winds! Boy the roof is about to fly off when this storms continue any longer. For a whole week now and I checked the roof on my cottage, its not good. 

Changing the clocks again, most of them automatically do the change but the appliances that are not online I will have to go around and “doodle”. I never understood what means one hour back or one hour forward – back or forward compared to what – depends from whose point of view, no? 

Forgive the typos every now and then, and the few words that I am not sure how to write. I found a few when reading some drafts and there must be some in the published texts too. After all, English is my fifth language. So pardon in advance and in case you have found some strange stuff beforehand.

Stay warm and hot, 

Johnny, give me a sign 🙂 and let me know when you in Europe and when to pick you from airport 🙂

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XOXOX