Apocalyps

I was about to update my blog when the end of times appeared to have started. One by one all the sites I used became out of reach.

(Het is dat Belcampo toen hij 'Het grote gebeuren' schreef nog niet bekend was met internet, maar anders had een geleidelijke uitval van het internet toch echt plaats gevonden in dit verhaal.)

Luckily enough Skype was still working, so I called my mother. It was a big relieve to be still able to talk to her when big things were happening.

The other thing that happened to me this week is that I got old. It started with me no longer being able to see the end of the pooltable and it ended with me turning a year older. The turning old thin was actually quit pleasant. My friends and neighbours deprived me of my highly valued sleep. First by feeding me cake at midnight than by asking me in the morning how I wanted to have my egg.




Breakfast with Miriam, Renato, Lai, Yumi and Jurg.
More prezzies drinks and sleep depriving where to follow during the day and night.