Eunoia
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--> Most recent Blog ![]() Comments Policy DSGVO Impressum Maths trivia Search this site ![]() Eunoia, who is a grumpy, overeducated, facetious, multilingual naturalised German, blatantly opinionated, old (1944-vintage), amateur cryptologist, computer consultant, atheist, flying instructor, bulldog-lover, Porsche-driver, textbook-writer and blogger living in the foothills south of the northern German plains. Not too shy to reveal his true name or even whereabouts, he blogs his opinions, and humour and rants irregularly. Stubbornly he clings to his beliefs, e.g. that Faith does not give answers, it only prevents you doing any goddamn questioning. You are as atheist as he is. When you understand why you don't believe in all the other gods, you will know why he does not believe in yours. Oh, and after the death of his old bulldog, Kosmo, he also has a new bulldog, Clara, since September 2018 :-)
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Saturday, September 30
Bodden lagoon tourWe spent a day on the Bodden ferry, touring the lagoon. Well 5 hours round trip actually. The ferries are a family business, ours was operated by two brothers, one the captain and the other running the passengers' mess and doing all the docking work. Some of the ships were like a Missisippi steamboat, a la Tom Sawyer.![]() The Bodden is very shallow, only 4 inches in some places; even in the shipping lane it averages only one fathom. So having a paddlewheel is a way of keeping a propeller screw out of the sea-grass. A very soothing swishing noise too. ![]() The coasts of the lagoon are bordered by acres and acres of reeds. Come november these are harvested and sold to the roofers and thatchers of the area, so that they can dry the reeds and make traditional thatched roofs for the local houses and cottages. A thatched roof can last 30 years but the peak line needs maintenance about every 4 or 5 years, we were told. ![]() Some of the farmers had no european cattle but had imported asian water buffaloes, who can manage in the marshy waterlogged fields better. I tried a buffalo burger. Taste like beef too. ![]() The ferryboat does two laps of the lagoon per day, mornings and afternoons. In the evenings there is a 2 hour tour to see the cranes which feed by daylight in the marshes but return to sleep on the water, thus avoiding any land predators such as foxes etc. ![]() It so happened that the previous week the sun had emitted large sunstorm ejecta which hit the Earth a week later when we were there, giving us great auroras after sunset. Comments(1) This is an outside view, taken from the graveyard wall. The writing painted above the main door translates as "What men sow, so shall they reap".
Tiny windows, but lightning rods added on the roof as a precaution later. Only the side door was open for us tourists.
The tiny bell tower adds about 5 or 6 feet to the height of the church. The trees are higher now.
Inside, there is a planked lower roof made too of wood, a model fishing boat from the 19th century, suspended from a metal rod above the pews, and a porthole letting light in above the pulpit.
Centrally a chandelier with modern electric light now instead of candles, otherwise typical protestant simplicity without any decorations.
Over on the left, a simple organ , 1 manual, 1 pedals. All the few pipes made of wood. Keyboard locked so I could not see what registers there were, can't have been many. Only 2 stops visible.
The wood looked very fresh and new, so the organ is a recent addition.
I left a donation at the side door to help with the upkeep :-)
Comments(1) This was our holiday home, an old fisherman's house, a couple of hundred years old, thatched roof, beautifully restored, traditional ornate door, large garden for our dog to explore,
the only thing I disliked was the steep and narrow staircase. It belongs to a couple from Hamburg who let it out in summer to tourists like us. Thankyou!
Inside it has been restored with great love to about 1900 AD status (but with electricity, modern kitchen, WLAN etc) , lots of old photos and paintings. Here is the hallway.
In Born village itself is the workshop of what may be the last professional maker of ship-in-a-bottle souvenirs.
There were some magnificent ones, e.g. of the Gorch Fock, too expensive for me though, So I just bought
this simple one in a Dimple bottle for €45.
To be continued . . .
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The first photo I got was from Wolfgang (red jacket), who bought my last bike from me, shown here at just over 9000 feet up in the french alps.
He tells us the air is so clear that you believe you could just reach out and grab those mountains.
Next, a photo from Dirk, fourth from the left, taken in the Col d'Izoard area. While they were at the peak of the pass a car pulled up with a racing bicycle on the roofrack.
The driver got out wearing full Tour de France spantex and poured a bottle of water over his head and chest, looking like he was covered in sweat.
His GF then got out of the car and photographed him at the pass-peak notice-boards in a victory pose. Then he rode down the pass and she followed in the car. Instagram cheat!
Third photo was from Scotland where Rudiger (4th from the right) had followed a tip of mine and had ridden the renowned Bealach na Baa, Scotland's highest pass, a single-track pass
(video here), even lunching on fish and chips at the famous Applecross Inn. I had a venison chops and neeps when I was there.
Best friend Frank didn`t send a photo from the Dolomites, but stopped for a late lunch at the SpeckAlm (Ham farm) I had once showed him up in the Sudelfeld hills
and sent me a delicious pork ham and some venison sausages.
You can buy their hams online here. Website in German. Probably illegal to import hams to the USA?
Friends in high places, all of them, indeed.
So for a change of subject and for my UK blogreaders, here is another anniversary, the 355th anniversary of the Great Fire of London, on 2nd of september.
13,200 buildings burnt down, only 60% of which were rebuilt. 80,000 people made homeless. Just a comparison.
Of course he'll get political jokes about being blind to the right though ;-)
Two weeks ago I (aged 79) myself fell over at home, bruising my ribs and losing a lower front tooth, but maybe this is just a consequence of getting older.
The ribs are still black and blue and hurt horribly although the X-ray shows no breakage, my doc says.
So watch how you go folks, and stay healthy.
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So I told him I do have a namesake in the UK who runs a luxury car chauffeur company for weddings, funerals, it could well be him. I asked if he had a picture, so we could see who it is.
But the screenshot didn't help.
So we looked up Savory Stu in the Donkey Kong Wiki
Maybe I had pissed someone off and this was his revenge? Back in the nineties(?) one of my employees quit without giving notice, I remembered.
Just wrote Sayonara in his desk diary and never came back. Maybe he thought I was a lousy boss? Who cares? Don't know if he went to Nintendo.
So that's my claim to fame, I'm a lousy boss in the Donkey Kong video game.
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