16:30 Vi lytter lidt til radio, ”The Last Word”. Vi har for vane at høre
dette program hver uge, fordi vi ønsker at finde ud af, om nogen i de seneste
1-2 uger døde eller ej (jeg har bemærket, at der i de fleste uger kun er ca. 5
dødsfald). Programmets vært er den charmerende Matthew Bannister.
Jeg er imponeret i dag, da jeg indser, at programmet kan reagere i sidste
øjeblik, hvis en berømthed pludselig dør lige før programmet bliver udsendt.
Døden af Lord Snowdon, den afdøde princesse Margarets eks, blev annonceret kun
én time før programmets starttid – kudos, Matthew!
Lois og jeg husker godt, at alle engelske børn var glad for en fridag, da
parret blev giftet i maj 1960. Vi var begge 14 år gamle. Den kongelige families
liv var dengang en gigantisk fe-eventyr, og alle skandaler blev mørklagt i
aviserne. Lykkelige dage!!!
Vi hører også, at Peter Sarstedt døde. Han var grundlæggende en
gademusiker, der interesserede sig for folkmusik, men han havde ”desværre” en
nummer 1 hit verden over med ”Where do you go to my lovely?” i 1969, men han
kunne ikke lide denne slags succés. Han giftede sig med en dejlig dansk
tandlæge, Anita Atke (den unge kvinde, der inspirerede sangen), og flyttede til
Danmark for at slippe for opmærksomhed. Stakkels Peter!!!! Jeg kan forestille
mig, hvor meget han må have lidt, staklen, boende i noget nær total
ubemærkethed i København sammen med en god dansk tandlæge!!!!
Peter og Anita i Heathrow lufthavn i 1969, på vej til Danmark
17:00 Jeg skynder mig op ad trappen i Sarahs gamle værelse og hopper op på
min kondicykel. Jeg cykler 4,5 miles (7,5 km). Hurra – nu ved jeg med
sikkerhed, jeg kan blive rask igen! Men 5 uger er gået, siden min sidste
omgang. Pokkers! Jeg må kæmpe for større regelmæssighed – det har jeg ikke
nogen tvivl om !!!!
18:00 Vi spiser aftensmad, og derefter bruger resten af aftenen på at se
lidt fjernsyn. De viser et gamle afsnit af ”The Good Old Days”, et tv-program,
der prøvede at genskabe stemningen af det gamle vaudeville-teater. Programmet
blev først udsendt i februar 1977. Lois og jeg havde dengang kun én datter,
Alison (18 mdr), og Lois var 5 mdr gravid med Sarah, vores yngste datter. Du godeste, lykkelige dage !!!
For vores vedkommende, er showets højdepunkt (som altid), Larry Grayson,
den camp/kitsch komiker fra Nuneaton. Larry er aldrig morsommere, end når han
begynder at henvende sig til en tilfældig mand i publikummet, som han får øje
på lige efter han kommer på scenen.
Larry går i gang med at synge sin sang, den gamle vaudeville klassiker
”Have some Madeira, m’dear”, men stopper midt i sangen for at henvende sig igen
til manden.
22:00 Vi går i seng – zzzzzz!!!!!
05:00 Jeg står tidlig op og kigger lidt på nettet.
07:30 Jeg skynder mig ind i køkkenet og laver to kopper te. Jeg tager dem
med op i soveværelset og kryber tilbage i sengen. Vi drikker teen og
står op.
09:00 Vi taler lidt på Skype med Sarah, vores yngste datter, og med Lily og
Jessica, hendes 3-årige tvillinger, i Australien. Det er meget sjovt at se dem igen. Lily og
Jessica viser os deres seneste tegninger og deres yndlingslegetøj osv.
Sarah og Jessica
Lily taler med Lois
Sarah siger, at familien skal finde et nyt hus i Perth. Ejerne af deres nuværende
hus har fortalt, at de skal forlade huset med 30 dages varsel. Det er ikke
klart hvorfor. Det kan være at ejerne gerne vil sælge det. Sarah er på nogle
måder glad for denne nyhed, fordi hendes daglige befordring er lang og svær.
Hun og Francis håber, de kan finde et hus i Osborne Park eller omegn, en
forstad, der ikke ligger ret langt fra Sarahs arbejdsplads. Hun vil ringe igen
kl 13 eller 14 (engelsk tid), efter hun har puttet tvillingerne i seng.
10:00 Lois og jeg skal af sted. Vi kører over til den lokale
Sainsburys-supermarked for at købe ind. Vi kører hjem og slapper af med en kop
kaffe i sofaen.
13:00 Vi taler lidt mere på Skype
med Sarah. Det er meget sjovt at snakke med hende om familiens ferie
julen og nytåret over langs den syd-vestlige kyst.
14:00 Jeg går i seng for at tage mig en gigantisk eftermiddagslur –
zzzzz!!!
15:00 Jeg står op og går i bad.
15:30 Jeg kigger lidt på nettet. Jeg ser, at Alison, vores ældste datter,
har lagt en charmerende billede af Josie, vores 10-årige barnebarn, på
Instagram. Josie er i færd med at gå tur med Sika, familiens hund, i Gentofte,
en lille forstad til København, hvor familien bor. Det har sneet lidt i området
– det er helt klart!
Josie, vores 10-årige barnebarn, i Gentofte,
en
lille forstad til København.
Vi kan se tydeligt, hvor meget hun ligner Alison nu til dags!
Jeg ser på nettet, at Gentoftes borgmester, Hans Toft, er kommet i modvind,
efter at udtrykke vrede om fordelingen af flygtninge.
Udlændingestyrelsen tog i
slutningen af 2015 en ny regnemetode i brug til fordeling af flygtninge. Det
betød, at Gentofte skulle modtage flere flygtninge, fordi kommunen ikke længere
kunne medregne au pairs og højtuddannede udlændige, der er i landet for at
arbejde, de såkaldte expats.
Derfor modtog Gentofte sidste
år 137 flygtninge efter fire år, hvor kommunen havde modtaget mellem 34 og 89
flygtninge årligt, ifølge Danmarks TV2. I år skal kommunen finde plads til 201.
Gentofte er én af Danmarks rigeste kommuner, men ifølge borgmesteren, er
der et problem i, at der ikke findes nok boliger i området for at modtage så
mange flygtninge.
Du godeste! Alisons familie er såkaldte expats, og de ansætter en filipinsk
au pair, ligesom mange af deres venner i nabolaget. Det lyder, som de faktisk er typiske
indbyggere.
16:00 Lois og jeg slapper af med en kop te på sofaen.
English translation
16:30 We listen a little to the radio, "The Last Word". We
have the habit of listening to this program every week because we want to find
out if anyone in the last 1-2 weeks has died or not (I have noticed that most
weeks there are only about 5 deaths). The program's host is the charming
Matthew Bannister.
I am impressed today, when I
realize that the program can react at the last minute when a celebrity dies
suddenly just before the program is broadcast. The death of Lord Snowdon, the
late Princess Margaret's ex, was announced just one hour before the program's
start time - kudos, Matthew!
Lois and I remember well that all
English children were very happy to get the day off when the pair got married in May
1960. Lois and I were both 14 years old. The royal family's life was then a gigantic
fairy story and all scandals were blacked out in the papers. Happy days !!!
We also hear that Peter Sarstedt
died. He was basically a street musician who was interested in folk music, but
he "unfortunately" had a number 1 hit worldwide with "Where do
you go to, my lovely?" in 1969, but he did not like this kind of success.
He married a lovely Danish dentist Anita Atke (the young woman who inspired the
song), and moved to Denmark to escape attention. Poor Peter !!!! I can imagine
how much he must have suffered, the poor bastard, living in near-total
obscurity in Copenhagen with a good Danish dentist !!!!
Peter and Anita at Heathrow Airport in
1969 on the way to Denmark
17:00 I hurry up the stairs to
Sarah's old room and jump up on my exercise bike. I ride 4.5 miles (7.5 km).
Hoorah - now I know for sure I can get well again! But five weeks have passed
since my last go. Damn! I have to strive for greater regularity - I have no
doubts about that !!!!
18:00 We have dinner and then
spend the rest of the evening watching TV. They show an old episode of
"The Good Old Days", a television program that tried to recreate the
atmosphere of the old vaudeville theater. The program was first broadcast in
February 1977. At that time Lois and I had only one daughter, Alison (18
months), and Lois was 5 months pregnant with Sarah, our younger daughter. My
god, happy days !!!
For our part, the show's
highlight is (as always) Larry Grayson, the camp comedian from
Nuneaton. Larry is never funnier than when he begins to address a random man in
the audience, whom he catches sight of just after he comes on stage.
Larry starts to sing his song,
the old vaudeville classic "Have some Madeira, m'dear", but stops in
the middle of the song to turn again to the man.
22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzz !!!!!
05:00 I get up early and take a
look at the web.
07:30 I hurry into the kitchen
and make two cups of tea. I take them up to the bedroom and crawl back in bed. We drink the tea and get up.
9:00 We speak a little on Skype
with Sarah, our youngest daughter, and with Lily and Jessica, her 3-year-old
twins, in Australia. It's a lot of fun to see them again. Lily and Jessica show us their
latest drawings and their favorite toys, etc.
Sarah and Jessica
Lily talks with Lois
Sarah says that the family has to
find a new house in Perth. The owners of their current house have told them to leave the
house with 30 days’ notice. It is not clear why. It may be that owners would
like to sell it. Sarah is in some ways glad about this news because her daily
commute is long and difficult. She and Francis hope they can find a house in
Osborne Park or the surrounding area, a suburb which is not so far from Sarah's
workplace. She will ring us again at 1pm or 2pm (UK time), after she has put the
twins to bed.
10:00 Lois and I have to go out.
We drive over to the local Sainsbury's supermarket to do the food shopping. We
drive home and relax with a cup of coffee on the sofa.
13:00 We speak a little more on
Skype with Sarah. It is a lot of fun to talk to her about the family's vacation
over Christmas and New Year along the south-west coast.
14:00 I go to bed and take a
gigantic afternoon nap - zzzzz !!!
15:00 I get up and take a shower.
15:30 I look a little at the web.
I see that Alison, our oldest daughter, has put a charming picture of Josie,
our 10-year-old granddaughter, on Instagram. Josie is walking Sika, the family
dog, in Gentofte, a small suburb of Copenhagen, where the family lives. It has
snowed a little in the area - that much is very clear!
Josie, our 10-year-old granddaughter, in
Gentofte,
a small suburb of Copenhagen. We can clearly see
how much she is like Alison these days!
I see on the web that Gentofte's
mayor, Hans Toft, has come under fire after expressing anger about the
distribution of refugees.
At the end of 2015, the
Immigration Department adopted a new calculation method for the distribution of
refugees. This meant that Gentofte had to accept more refugees, because the
municipality could no longer count as resident “migrants” all the au pairs and
highly educated foreigners who are in the country to work, the so-called
expats.
That is why Gentofte last year
received 137 refugees, after four years in which the municipality had received
between 34 and 89 refugees annually, according to Denmark’s TV2. This year, the
municipality must find room for 201.
Gentofte is one of Denmark's
wealthiest municipalities, but according to the mayor, there is a problem in
that there are not enough homes in the area to receive so many refugees.
My God! Alison's family are
so-called expats, and they employ a Filipino au pair, like many of their
friends in the neighborhood. It sounds
like they actually are typical inhabitants. That's a bit of a shock, I must
admit!
16:00 Lois and I relax with a cup
of tea on the sofa.
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