Thanks for popping in. This ere blog is struggling today. The wind has knocked out the internet, so it has taken me nearly an hour just to say Hi there? Blustery day, or what? ?
I shall persevere, because I wanted to share something really cool with you. Friday’s blog a private peek and all that… but if it keeps dipping out, then it will have to wait until tomorrow.
when we were kids, we used to spend every summer with our German grandparents, right up in the north of Germany, near Wilhelmshaven, which is right up on the North Sea. Well, on the beaches up there it is very VERY windy! So the Germans have these really brilliant wicker beach chairs, like little wind breakers, called a Strandkorb (translated Beach basket).
Well, when Dave and I went up there back in July, I had an idea. It is our parents’ Diamond Wedding Anniversary next week. 60 years. Amazing, isn’t it. Since Mum and Dad met up there in Jever, and since the Strandkorb was a big part of our family life, I thought that they might enjoy one in their garden. It took some planning, and sorting, but on Tuesday this week, a beautiful Strandkorb was delivered to Clarity – all the way from Deutschland! It is epic!!!!
So yesterday, Steve, Dave and I loaded the rather large deckchair into the van, and took it over to their house. They were out, having lunch at a garden centre, which was lucky, because we were able to get it unloaded and set up before they got home.
They couldn’t believe it! Check this out!
We all had a go! It was just like the good old days….
Mum was über happy. She did make me chuckle. The Strandkorb was covered in a protective coat when they saw it, so they couldn’t actually see what it was until we unzipped it for the Big Reveal. When we were sitting together in it, she and I, Mum said that she was ecstatic about the Strandkorb – especially because for a moment – underneath the grey cover – she thought we might have got them a big Barbecue!! She’s fed up with cooking as it is, so an outdoor barby would NOT have been the answer to her dreams!!
No, no, no. This was a trip down Memory Lane for them….
And then, just now, since the internet is so pants, I thought I would have a rummage while I was waiting, and see if I couldn’t find a photo from way back when.
Like looking for a needle in a haystack really…What were the chances…
Ha!! Look!! August ’74. Well blow me down with a feather. So I was 15, and Steve was 11. And there’s the Strandkorb on the Schillig beach!
Happy days then. Happy days now. Dad’s leg is on the mend. He swept up all the leaves and nuts in their garden today, so he must be feeling better. And there is promise of sunshine tomorrow, so they are going to enjoy the view from their Strandkorb. Life is good.
Love & Hugs,