My story? The first time I ever visited Venice was back in 1989, when I was living in Medulin in what was then Yugoslavia and is now Croatia. Me and a colleague took a boat from Pula to Venice and spent the day there. I have been back several times since, but for some reason I have always thought of it as a dirty and busy place. Yes, I know getting off the beaten track is the way to go, but the sheer volume of people visiting would suggest plenty of money coming in and I think it is used for a lot of things but cleaning the city. Rant over!
Monday, 29 November 2021
|Miss O in dreamland|
|St Nicholas and Peter|
On Saturday morning I made my way to the nearest test site, which fortunately wasn't too far as the only means of getting there was on foot. It was drizzling, it was cold and it was just not nice. Test taken I returned home to
wallow in self pity. enjoy a quiet afternoon.
|It's 3 cm, the tape measure kept moving.|
|Mu virtual outlook in Iceland right now|
Sunday, 28 November 2021
Thursday, 25 November 2021
But it didn't last that long and then the nurse covered my hand in a thick bandage and I was good to go.
I am not allowed to get the bandage wet now and as I am an unwilling and clumsy leftie by now, I am having some troubles, but all in all I am doing okay.
On their way to get tested yesterday, they did drop off the hometrainer for me though. no walking (gammy knnee) and no proprer cycling left this option, but with my parents' home out of bounds... so, I will get back to indoor cycling today, after all, how else am I going to complete the Iceland Ring Road>.<?
Getting dressed is fine, apart from the bra. I am wearing a sports one now, but tthere is now way my dexterity is good eough yet to take it off, so I would need help there as well. And I can write, but only at a certain angle,so I do mst by writing with ny left hand. Dod I say I was a nwilling leftie?u
Wednesday, 24 November 2021
|DNA specimen bottles filled with what the inhabitants |
of Leeuwarden thought their city consisted off.
Because for the time being all comments need to meet with my approval before they are being published. Nothing to do with spammers (although they are a real pest), but everything to do with the upcoming Tuesday's Travels, where a prize can be won.
|Tower Bridge in London, not to be used now...|
Once the next TT has appeared and the prize has been awarded, things will go back to normal. Promise!
Tuesday, 23 November 2021
My story? I lived not too far from here back in the early 1990's and I visited this site several times. I liked the fact you could walk around and actually touch the stones. It is in the same vicinity as Stonehenge, yet I never visited that site for some reason, only driving past once.
Monday, 22 November 2021
For that I was quite lucky to have the appointment postponed for a couple of days (originally Friday, then Monday), which gave me the weekend to do it all. Because it was no fun doing it all. It's not a fun job anyway, but when you have a wrist that complains when you don't do anything, you can imagine what it was like when you're actually using it.
The main job was the bed. I had my autumn cover on, but as I will most likely not have complete use for at least a few weeks, I decided it was best to put the winter stuff on. Which meant severe struggles with the duvet cover and sheets and such, while the wrist protested every step of the way. In the end I did get it done however. I then decided to write a few more posts to appear during my recovery (this being one of them).
Sunday, 21 November 2021
On the site in front of the Oldehove in Leeuwarden there used to be a graveyard. These do not represent those graves.
|You could take a plane from Amsterdam to Leeuwarden|
|Or perhaps you preferred the steamer.|
Friday, 19 November 2021
But alas, not happening. Instead the surgery will take place on Monday, November 22nd, so not too bad a delay. I am looking at between 2-4 weeks recovery according to the assistant (I err on the safe side of 4 weeks really, I want to be certain all is fine). I hope to get another appointment four weeks later to get the other hand done, as I can feel it getting worse as I am using the left more now to take the strain off the right.
Instead there will be plenty of time for reading and watching television. I will also have to venture out occasionally to get on my parents' home trainer to get some exercise done. Fortunately I have ready made food in the freezer, plenty of chocolate supplies and enough toilet paper to last until Easter!
Just to let you know!
Tuesday, 16 November 2021
My story? On my way to Herculaneum, we passed not only this site, but several others that were choc-a-bloc with rubbish. It was not being collected as often as it should because of the Maffia. The end result being huge dumps of household waste which would result in rats and other vermin...
Sunday, 14 November 2021
When Queen Wilhelmina ascended the throne (1890 or 1898), this tree was planted and the fence was erected around it.
Both in Leeuwarden.
Friday, 12 November 2021
This photo shows the Oldehove, the leaning tower of Leeuwarden. It was supposed to be a lot higher, but the builder didn't realise he was building on unstable ground. When it started sagging, he adjusted his plans and apart from leaning it is also wonky. It kept sagging though and he had to give up. The rough bits on either side (half way up) were where the cathedral bit was supposed to be joined on. That never happened either.
Now, Maria Louise lived just around the corner from this large tableau made from the Makkumer Potteries. She was a royal and is the ancestor of I think all of the current and several now defunct European royal houses. She was highly regarded by the town's people as she was very good to them. After the death of her husband, she did not return to a palace, but instead chose to continue living in Leeuwarden.
This was the actual place Marijke Meu (as Maria Louise was affectionately known, meaning aunt Marijke) lived in. In the basement of the building there is an exhibition of MC Escher, who was actually born in the house right next door (where the scaffolding is), which belonged to this place when Maria Lousie lived there.
Where you come home at the end
of a messy day,
where your world intensifies
to singing, talking, laughing,
table cloths are ready,
it is cosy to the hilt,
you are transported 150 years
back on your timeline,
where you come home at the end
of your weekly pressures,
you have the chance of disappearing
in a fog of old happiness.
Judith Nieken, 2016
Thursday, 11 November 2021
Because last Saturday I made my way (bike and train) to Leeuwarden. The provincial archives and the historical centre had organised a Day for Genealogists. I may be an amateur, but I felt it would be nice to go, especially when I found out what their main subject would be: shipping.
There were all sorts of stands there. About how to start your research and how to log it on your computer, about clubs and foundations that searched far and wide, about shipping in general and skûtsjes (a flat bottomed boat) in particular and several families.
There were also several presentations that day. I visited one as that one would be the most relevant to me. Yes, the information he gave fitted boats and ships from the late 19th century and my research showed early 19th century, but in general the information he gave would and could be transferred to my ancestor, with a few adjustments.
After all that I went on a guided tour through the town. I lived in that town from the age of 3 until I was 12 and basically did not know anything, so it was nice to get some more information now. And despite the painful knee, it was worth it. I will show you photos from that tomorrow.
Tuesday, 9 November 2021
My story? Well, even though it is quite close to where my grandparents lived, I only saw it for the first time in my late teens (the photo is from that trip). The mills were built centuries ago and are all used to make sure the land wasn't flooded. To this day the mills can and do perform that function, albeit in this day and age only to help out in case of emergency.
Monday, 8 November 2021
Pieter and his wife actually had 11 children in total, 9 of which made it to adulthood and of those, 8 made it to their seventies and eighties. Not bad going considering they were born between 1815 and 1837. Back to the skippering bit though.
For some reason Pieter became a skipper. It was probably a fairly lucrative market if you could get enough loads and the weather was good (remember: no engines back then apart from wind and muscles). It was also a tough world where you had to keep your wits about you to make sure you got some well paying loads and you had your family helping out.
And from the records I have found so far, Pieter must have lived on board with his wife and his children once they came along. Although some of the children born prior to 1830 were born on land (the farmhouses of relatives probably), five were born on board. Not in the canal as such obviously, but it that's how it was put down: in the town canal.
|Irish turf, in the Netherlands we had our own stash|
Once the children were there and alive, the worries weren't over. Drownings were common amongst the skipper people and many (small) children would be tied to the mast with a rope that would give them less then two meters either way in order not to fall off the boat.
As I said earlier: the family would need to help out. If there was no wind and you had to get your load to its destination (you would only get paid on delivery), there were only two things left to do: use the beam and push yourself forward or use the rope and pull. Often it was the job of the woman to do the pulling (horses cost money they might not be able to afford, hence human power was often used). The man in the mean time would use the beam to keep the boat from hitting the side.
|Safety first for this sea dog.|
Perhaps Pieter got fed up with it all. Perhaps his wife told him that she had had enough, but in 1830 he gave up the skippering job and went to farming.