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Hi, I am Peter Heyes, and this online diary is about my travels that have taken me from Europe, to North America, Africa, and now Asia. If you want, you can sign up for email updates on the right. The latest posts are on the home page. I hope you enjoy reading them.

Friday, 21 September 2018

I think it’s Thursday

Stickers to help me remember not to forget

I'm terrible with dates and days. I suppose it's because I'm retired and I don't have much to do. At the farm, in the basement, there's a strip of wood moulding that runs around the room at eyeball level. I write an event on my calendar and then I put the information on a piece of paper which I stick to this moulding in date order. On the day before an engagement I take down the piece of paper and I stick it to my wallet. It's the only way I can keep myself organised. I've just noticed my wallet is still in the car! I don't have anything to do until Sunday so I'm safe.

Florence always makes a magnificent breakfast and today we had toast with poached eggs and bacon, with a plate of fruit. Back at the farm Bill and I have boring breakfasts - he fixes up his cereal to which he adds things that are lying around such as yogurt, uncooked oat flakes, apple pulp which is left over from his juicing activities and something he's found in a bottle in the fridge. They are chia seeds and hemp hearts but he hasn't a clue - he just likes to put things on his cereal. Meanwhile I'm having two slices of bread along with marmalade and Marmite.

We looked at photos of their holiday in the Netherlands and I showed them mine from England. Florence had been offered an e-bike but she'd turned it down as she felt she would lose some control. It was ironic because after breakfast I read of an incident in the Netherlands in which children were killed going to school. The lady was riding a gadget that involves a bike attached to a trolley which can hold about six little children. It is also electric. She'd dropped off one child at his school and was going to another when she drove under a level crossing barrier and was hit by a train. I think four were killed; there were three sisters in the trolley and two of them were killed. Cars were lined up waiting for the gate to open and one witness said she heard the lady shouting, "The brakes won't work". It reminded me of what had worried Florence; the lady had lost control. Apparently, there are 3,500 of these particular child carrying devices operating in the Netherlands so there will have to be some soul searching about this accident.

I came back the normal way and didn't get lost. For one hour I was almost alone on the roads, seeing only two other cars. Then I hit the main highway and the ring road around Edmonton and it was bumper to bumper and constant lane changing, which is something I hate. I was glad to get back.