Two languages

1. I wonder if I am at a loss. What can I write about in a blog that will interest the reader. The days have been a series of toing and froing (I see the spell check does not like this). We travel to the hospital and fro the home and to the home and fro the hospital.

2. The system here puzzles me as everyone is dressed in white trousers and white top with creeper sandels even the cleaners. So how does one know who is a doctor, nurse, cleaner or general handyman? Huge double doors keep the world out. One has to pull a cord to get them to open and then one wonders whether someone will pounce and restrict entry.

3. The mother and baby Noah (two biblical names I observe and not a bible reader amongst them - shh do not let on) are closeted in a room of their own, quite at one with the world. The little one seems to be of calm disposition at the moment. Time will tell otherwise no doubt.

4. The young man is bearing up to the event well, though is always quite pleased when his Pappa returns. At least then he knows that he has not been given to Grandma permanently. Norwegian is the more prominent language for him at the moment, understandably. Perhaps he struggled a little with the English on first meeting me. The automatic switch between languages is good to observe. Currently I am trying to see whether he translates for instance when I say tell Daddy ...... He learned Shadow in English yesterday and he did say the English word when he told his father. I gather from that the Norwegian word was not in his vocabulary.

5. And the triathalon! The physical preparation perhaps is more a mental one, convincing yourself that you will be entering a race. I hope by now the pains have diminished and you too have convinced yourself that this will be the last.

6. I gather it was James that you had breakfast with. Perhaps you could indulge me further and tell me how he is and how is feeling after the defeats and what his future plans will be.

7. Kaaren has lent me a book 'the battle cry of the Tiger Mother' Child rearing by Chinese parents - comparisons between Western and Chinese styles. Some of the ideas I have read about, and some are illuminating. You train your child to be the best not try your best. We are concerned about a child's self esteem, the Chinese can call their child rubbish and not be worried. Chinese bring children in the world to serve them so to speak, Western children were not asked to be born so do not owe a duty of care to the parents!!!! Some of the ideas expressed.

8. I managed to read Janice yesterday. What about these slut marches? I never knew they existed. What else has been written about them? Women can go about as they wish, it is their right. It does not mean they are sex symbols. UM!

Bye for now. Next job awaits.
Remind me never to get carried away should I consider opening a cafe!