Showing posts with label things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label things. Show all posts

Friday, June 13, 2008

The things you find...

Before I came back to Vienna again I visited my mum. One of the reasons for the visit, was to clear out my old desk as she's having a clearout.

The desk was full of a variety of objects from my late teens which had been stored when I left home in 1988 to go to college. There were letters and postcards and photographs and books and magazines concert programs and knick knacks (not "nik-naks" apparently!) galore. And naturally, the immediate response for me when faced with a slab of personal ephemera from bygone days like this is to sit and sift, and sit a bit longer sift a bit more until I have worked through it all piece by piece, reminiscing and marveling at the naiveties of my youthful concerns until the day had gone and it was time to return home.

This time however I was ruthless! Letters, photographs, postcards, programs, and books awarded at junior school were swiftly dispatched to a plastic bag, unread, unlooked at and probably feeling a tad unloved. Do not fear however, I wasn't going to bin them, no no no, I merely transferred them to the boot of the car to transport back to Newcastle to peruse at my leisure(sic) when I return home later in the summer. No doubt I will probably "lose" a day or two once I start rifling through them, but hey, that's nostalgia for you.

Another task I had to undertake was to review the contents of an old biscuit tin containing my rather embarrassing keyring collection from the late '70s and early '80s. It contained hilarious manky bits of plastic/leather/metal/ that seemed so important to me as a kid but now seemed a little bizarre. I did rescue a few including a skull and crossbones which I think came from the front of Smash Hits (or some other pop music mag) when Adam Ant was at the height of his fame and this little treasure:
This is actually an Edelweiss bought for me by my sister, and it seemed fitting to post here on my Vienna blog (even though I think it was bought in Salzburg but I won't tell if you don't). I did toy with the idea of bringing it with me to carry my Austrian flat keys on but as the Edelweiss is a symbol of Austrian patriotism, I decided against it.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

I am soooo lazy

I have been told off for not being blog-prolific in the last few days.

I must say dear readers, that I have no excuse (although I have been ridding the flat of dust at an alarming rate just recently since it became warm enough to open the windows), I am just wicked and bad and lazy; which I am sure you had probably worked out for yourselves already.

I am aware that some people have signed up for blog feeds so really feel obliged to post something pretty damned quick. As a short term win I thought I would post some pictures of, erm, things I have encountered along the way which I haven't been able to incorporate into any of my posts yet. There are more "proper" entries to come, I just haven't finished writing them yet... So in the meantime, here are some pictures :)

Some very noisy crows in a tree in the gardens of the Belvedere Palace
A big bunch of cayenne pepper chillies from the Naschmarkt
The TV tower and topiary
Give your seat up if you see any of these people!
A poppyseed paste ring (Mohn Kuchen)
The scaffolding surrounding the steeple of the Stephansdom and it's resident hawks nests to keep the pigeon population down
Part of my daily breakfast
For those days when the eggs demand make up
A bag of nationalist crisps (sadly no longer with us) from Slovakia
An amazing painting by Fernand Khnopff of an asymmetrically positioned white hydrangea and a woman in a hat

Monday, February 25, 2008

The last resort

I finally found a new coat!!!

After a fruitless wander the length and breadth of the Mariahilferstraße last Thursday I was prepared to throw in the towel, admit defeat, give up my quest and look scruffy until spring. We're hopefully off to Chicago next week though and the temperature at the moment has been somewhere in the region of -10 degrees celcius. So, rather than run the risk of hypothermia or a frostbitten underarm, I decided to explore the local fashion emporia of Oberdöbling (the area where we are living).

There is a gents outfitters literally across the road from us called Schlatte (which naturally we have, rather childishly nicknamed Slattern) that, so far, I had avoided, as venturing in might mean all manner of engagement in tongues foreign. I feared, through misunderstanding, linguistic interference and a tendency to agree with whatever's being said, that I would probably end up leaving with sock suspenders and collar tips rather than a coat.

There was a moment when I was wrapped in a long puffa jacket that made me look like a fat black caterpillar that I feared things may not turn out well, but Frau Schlatte was very efficient and my faltering German not quite as faltering as I expected it to be, and I was quickly kitted out in a rather fine and very warm wool/cashmere mix driving coat. Hooray!

I hope it's still cold in Chicago when we get there!

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

We need to contain this mess...

With a little judicious recycling we are now alost fully equipped with storage containers for, well, things that need containing!

We actually bought the can for the coffee when we first arrived, it was something of a priority.

Plastic pots we bought olives and humous in from the Naschmarkt are enjoying a dual existence as herb pots. The dried herbs, we bought at the same time in crammed plastic bags, were crammed so full that once they were opened they proved more less impossible to reseal or stand up, so that their contents didn't spill across the *shelves/work surfaces/cupboards (*delete as appropirate). The placcy pots aren't fantastically serviceable, but until we have emptied more pesto jars (one so far), they'll have to do, and at least we're not having to wipe everything down every time a cupboard is opened too quickly!

My favourite re-purposing so far has been the little wooden crate that the (rather delicious, Hungarian) mushrooms arrived in from the local Inter Spar that now houses our eggs on the work surface for all to see.

I wonder sometimes whether I oughtn't to credit Biddy Baxter for our resourcefulness. Although I haven't solved the "spewing muesli bag" problem yet so perhaps I'm not worthy of a Blue Peter badge anyway.

Monday, February 18, 2008

What's it called?

The bulb popped in the lamp today when I turned it on as dusk drew in so I had to scuttle across the road to the local Billa supermarket to get a replacement bulb before they closed, or spend the whole night in gloom and flicker form the TV and the laptops.

I took the blown bulb with me to ensure I was bought the right replacement but also as I realised that I hadn't the foggiest idea what the german was for light bulb, if I had to ask one of the shop assistants for one. In the worse-case scenario I figured I could at least prod it and say "I would like one of these please my good man" point point.

As things turned out, I found them on the shelves quite easily but decided to seize the day at the till by asking the cashier what they were called. By this point, the only possibility that had found its way into my head was Lichtkugel (der, die oder das Lichtkugel?!), light ball. This wasn't the case however.

It was a lovely word that I repeated several times to the slightly bemused cashier and I was sure it was stapled somewhere securely to the inside of my skull, but as soon as I left the shop, it had escaped from inside my head!

Now I know it wasn't Lichtbirne (light pear) as has already been suggested to me. So any suggestions (within the bounds of decency of course) would be very welcome...

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Haven't you got work to do?

Wow! We've been here for 2 weeks!

We've settled into some semblance of routine now and it's amazing how quickly you become accustomed to change. Initially it felt a bit like we were on holiday (but with laptops), exploring pastures new(ish) and exotic(ish) and while some things still maintain their novelty, and probably shall forever (I may speak of them at a later date when more jaded, world-weary and in the mood to mock... but not yet), once the dust (yes, they have dust in Austria too, and it's just like at home!) starts to gather in the corners of the room, you reailise that you have to tackle the same mundane tasks as at home (unless of course you have a cleaner in either location to do them for you).

I complied a list of inconsequential little observations that I may add to from time to time.

You know you're no longer on holiday when:
  • you can finally work the cooker hob
  • you have to get the hoover out
  • you have to do the washing
  • the milk goes sour
  • the woman in the bakery recognises you
  • you know the time the bus/train/tram is due to arrive before you leave the house
  • you know which of the three local supermarkets sells the best tomatoes
  • you realise that E1.50 for a single leek is quite expensive
  • you have to buy bathroom cleaner

Monday, February 4, 2008

What a lot we got...

How could we possibly need anything else?

Actually, a ladle would be really useful!

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Updated "needs" alert

I had a minor disaster last night, I opened a bottle of wine with the corkscrew in the flatand it worked perfectly. Voila! one uncorked bottle of wine!

"So what on earth is so disastrous about that?" I hear you cry.


Well, the plastic cork had stuck completely to the screw mechanism and, in the end I had to saw it off with the bread knife before I could open another bottle!!! And, while technically the corkscrew in not exactly "broken", it is immensely irritating and I think potentially dangerous so we need a new one (no arguements to the contrary please!)!
  • corkscrew (newly identified need)
  • salad bowl (still outstanding need)
  • scissors (newly identified need)
  • tin opener (newly identified need)
  • vegetable knife (newly identified need)
  • vegetable peeler (newly identified need)

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Things we bought to relieve our need and other needs which have arisen

mugs (from the Museum Quartier shop) featuring a red duck (pictured) and a red rabbit (not pictured). I didn't get the red poodle design due to my allergy to dogs and the stag beetle was a bit scary. a minimal salt and pepper potand maximal, baroque eggcups (complete with lion heads on either side) which seem somehow fitting for Austria though I'm at a loss as to why!
we got some wine glasses too, which, ironically, probably hold as much as the big beakers but look a lot nicer!

Other identified needs:
  • a colander
  • a salad bowl
  • a vegetable chopping knife

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

There's a first time for everything...

This, the first proper day in Vienna has had it's fair few "firsts".

I foraged for bread and a newspaper for breakfast for the first time.

We went to our first exhibition at the Kunstforum, Belgian Symbolism - The Kiss of the Sphynx, which was a brilliant collection of exquisite paintings and sculpture by Belgian artists from around the end of the 19th/beginning of the 20th century: Fernand Khnopff, Odillon Redon, Felicien Rops plus others i can't remember! I was also told off for taking photos in the gallery, hey ho, I'm sure that'll happen again! The pic posted is An Angel by Fernand Khnopff.

We had our first gulasch for lunch (a bit too salty, sadly) at the Kaffee Alt Wien, which has been a favourite haunt since visiting in the mid 1990's.

We visited Julius Meinl am Graben (surely this is the poshest supermarket in the world?) to top up on bourgeois fripperies (to keep us happy) and then popped into the former Konsum (Co-op) off the Rotenturmstrasse which is now a Spar ("Gourmet", apparently) to buy some proper food for dinner.

We had put our other full carrier bags (accumulated along the way) in the trolley as we were going round the supermarket, to free hands to buy more thing, and also, by this time (6pm) we were a bit knackered and it meant we didn't have to carry them around. As we pushed the trolley through the till to load new bags with food, the woman behind the till called me back and proceeded to rifle through the bags already in the trolley to make sure I hadn't pinched anything!

If I had had the presence of mind (and also the necessary vocabulary) I would have reassured her by saying "No, we haven't stolen anything from here, we only shoplift from classier establishments!"

Never mind, I'm sure I will experience Viennese charm again before we leave.

what we need...

Although very well appointed, there are some things which you take for granted at home that aren't here:
  • bread board
  • egg cups
  • mugs (there are only cups)
  • wine glasses (only currently have huge beakers, and even we have standards!)
  • salt and pepper pot
does this make me sound fussy?