So where's the snow?

Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog


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Of Mice and Men

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Our work with the Meals on Wheels had a nice surprise last week when we were called in for another photo shoot. Of course, they couldn’t put a piccie in the local newspaper with the old Mayor and so off we trooped again. What I was most thrilled about was that we were given little wooden
trophies – as above. The new Mayor is the director of the local Agricultural college, so of course its no bother for him to get a woodwork class to knock these up. Nevertheless its our first Austrian trophy. He is shaping up well, giving us a little speech and he made eye contact. Will he be worthy successor. Apparently in May there will be a big party to install him. Beer and Sausages of course!

Later that day, we went up to the graveyard to plant the grave of the Gautsch family with pansies, as is done all over the Lungau. Again, we grew these ourselves. As I’ve said before, it makes me feel very Austrian and one of the family. However, this time was odd. Dave went to water the plants in and the watering can spout was blocked. He shook it and a very wet mummified mouse head shot out. The poor thing must have been in there all winter poor mousie. It was quite horrible this head stuck out the can, Yuk. ┬áVery apt, a day of mice and men!