You Know You’ve Been In Switzerland Too Long When …..

You Know You’ve Been In Switzerland Too Long When …..

For those readers who may not know, I’m an old Aussie transplanted slap-bang in the middle of Europe – Switzerland in fact. It’s now been ten years but I still recall two expressions I read just after arriving in 2001. ‘You know you’ve been in Switzerland too long when ….’, which was the introduction to a very long list of Swiss quirks that one finds unusual to begin with, but rather like after some time. The second, ‘Switzerland is like a bumble bee. It shouldn’t fly. But it does.’ This is so true as there are so many aspects of this country that just should not work; but somehow they

Facebook – Where Is The Manual?

Facebook – Where Is The Manual?

I’m no idiot when it comes to computers and the internet. Ever since my first little Commodore 64 and playing Ping Pong on a black and white TV with my sister I’ve been able to muddle my way through. Sometimes there are things that take a little longer to master like programming Access or learning the basics of HTML, but the one thing that has got me completely baffled is Facebook. Facebook reminds me of how it felt when I wanted to program a VCR. No matter how hard I tried, it was impossible to figure out. I don’t know how many times I recorded half a documentary about penguins

The Assistant Vandal

The Assistant Vandal

It is now just over a year since I started my ‘live in’ job as the Personal Assistant and Fitness Coach to The Vandal and his alter ego ageing author. To say he was a handful at the beginning would be an understatement. He had no routine, was criminally lazy and lacking in any form of healthy exercise. My first months were spent re-training him and bringing some semblance of order to his days and drilling him into a new work ethic. A seven day working week. While he resisted at first, I found that excessive barking, random defecatory initiatives and sock stealing brought him around to a new realisation

Carve The Roast – With A Spoon?

Carve The Roast – With A Spoon?

Now I know many of you like my odd little recipes I post in here from time to time, but this one is a really special. When my wife told me she was cooking a lamb shoulder roast for dinner, I was very pleased indeed. When I discovered how she intended to cook it, I was unsure. But when I ate it. Oh dear me, I was sent to epicurean heaven on a magic carpet. So, here’s how she cooked this magical meal.                 Generously rub salt and pepper all over the meat, then lightly brown in a pan with a little butter