Suffering artist creates something. 

I am not suffering so nothing comes out 🙂

Let me tell you. Saturday and Sunday we had heavy rains, strong winds and cold weather. And you can guess what was today, on Monday, when commoners go back to their surviving modes called work…. Yes, you guessed right, bright sunny day! 

So today is Thursday, for some 40 more minutes and then it’s Friday early mo. I took on a task and diluded one bottle of prosecco with my saliva and I must admit it worked. Hence I am here writing. Today we had snow. On 18th of April. Not only here but also in Austria, Latvia, maybe some more countries. The fun part is that part of our carowners have already changed the tyres from winter tyres to summertyres as the wintertyres are not allowed after …. I guess after 31st of March. Well, forbidden are the ones with pikes, not the ones just plain rubber. I don’t use the piked ones so I have no worry. Last year I never changed my tyres to summer ones and that in the end is just expensive and a tad dangerous on high speeds. Because the tyre rubber mixture is different for hot and cold season. Winter tyres are wider and softer to keep you smooth on the snow and ice. So by the end of August my wintertyres that I kept on were like the slick ones used for speedracing on superbikes 🙂 without ANY pattern! Luckily no police stopped me ad I am, in fact, perfect driver, so I feel my car well in any conditions. So we have to change the tyres back to winter ones by the end of October I guess. Whatever the date and time is I carried with my totally smooth slick old tyres to the last minute and changed to winter ones. Those winter tyres I now have on and that is why I was not much worried today when the fucking SNOW started it’s routines out of the blue. Yet, you know, you have to watch out for all of the other drivers who might be having the summertyres already. Because those cars have the tendency to ignore the driver 🙂 and go about the day the way they want. So within the day there were quite many accidents on the road. I myself saw on truck and trailer went through the barriers and was diagonally over the road. Luckily still standing and nothing but some hot lashes for the driver. Spring is also rather difficult time for any driver here as the animals are on heat and just last week one of my acquaintance caught deer on the way to home. Sort of lucky and sort of not much lucky for the deer tho. Deer bull died of the impact, but the car was not a passanger car but huge truck. So truck had just the minor things with the front. Not even radiator broke, only some plastic things. Sorry for the horny deer tho. After such accidents you still have to call out police so the insurance will pay for repairs. It is also recommended by all to keep slow. Yes, we know you are literally mr Schumacher in disguise, but all proper drivers keep a lot slower at night than allowed. Exactly for the reason of horny bulls jumping onto the highways. At night especially. But that is probably more valid for countries where is alot of forests and such. Yet we have encountered deer and moose in our true city centre, the centre of capital! We have part of our capital that has wild boar living in, that is one peninsula, some poor 2 kilometres from my place actually!! It’s also a peninsula where seabirds are under protection, some Natura or whatnot program. Nature preserv, nature park or how you call it in English…. So as no bird can be hunted or even scared off in spring as the nest there, also the wildboar quantity grew without nobody noticing until…. and yes, you guessed right!!! Until harsh winter came and they ended up having no food on this peninsula. And imagine that horror experience of the one and only business ran on this peninsula, the nightwatch of the watercleaning station. Imagine you just go to your nightshift, start at about 20.00 in the eve, all the way to 8 in the mo. Your duties is to check the perimetre of the “cleaning factory” which consists of some 10 huge barrels that are standing up and some more buildings and all around those buildings you have some 2 metres high fence. Your duties include staring at the screens on your desk and to make some walking rounds ALL AROUND the premises following the fence. You know, strolling along and trying to notice anything weird. So the 62 years old guard put on his jacket, did not bother with hat, nor taking his mobile phone and went along for the stroll as he had been going for the last 13 years or so. He figured he will be fast. It was not that cold, just – 9C. He figured he will give a quick stroll, come back, have a tea and stare at the screens for another 3 hours. 3 hours was the time after which he had to take another stroll. 

As he figured he was about to do his fastest round. 

He went out, followed the fence to the left wher is nothing important. But the had to check it. I mean, who on the right mind on earth would ever consider trespassing water cleaning station?? The shite cleaning station?? Because that is what it is! It’s all of our capitals shite running into the huge barrels and then being processed into clean water, piles of shite, some dirty water and what not. But it certainly has no value for common thief!!! Well, the procedures demand a stroll. So he went. He was able to get 150 metres away from the office when suddenly out of nowhere whole cattle of wildboar gathered literally around him. He is no dumb. He was well aware of the harsh weather this winter and guessed immediately that those 30-40 wildboar were hungry as fuck. Because they NEVER come close to human. Yet there they were. The cleaning stations specifics were somewhat strange featuring viewing platforms with  25 metres of height. Luckily one in each corner of the plant. So one was just some 10 metres away and that’s where he needed to go. He backed off towards the platform. Climbed the ladder-like stairs and …. yes, was stuck up there for the next 9 hours wihtout phone, wihtout hat, without gloves, without hope. 

The wildboars never left. They waited. They had nowhere else to go or to be. The cuddled up waithing for their dinner. Or breakfast. He had no phone, no nothing. AND there is NOBODY checking on this plant at night. Because why would they as there in NEVER anything going on. The next shift is coming for 8 in the morning. So he had to survive roughly 9 hours. He had no exact clue what time it was but he could have guessed pretty accurate. 

He was found in the moring on the viewing platform, sleeping. Or dying. He was barely alive. Taken to hospidal immediately he survived to tell the story. Initially nobody believed him because yes, everyone knew there were wild boar on that peninsula, but nobody had faintest idea how many. Last they knew were 7 adults that they counted. Imagine the surprise when they realised the adults were in fact mostly females and the one lucky bastard became a father for 50+ times over few years. City council had to get hunters in and eliminate majority of the cattle. They declared 41 wild boars caught. I mean killed. 

This peninsula was and still is one of the two city beaches we have 🙂 and it’s used to max every “beachable” day in the summer. Again, the boar are safe and they do not attack people in general, especially in summer when there is plenty of food. So we go to beach every chance we get. I have seen the boars “home” in there once when I went around the peninsula on bike. First I did not see it per se, but boy I sure smelled it!!! That stink is beyond explanation. Come around and I shall show you!

Tuuduluu for now, stay warm and safe.

Off to sleep now as tomorrow is one last workday this week.

Love and all

XOXOX