Ecofarmer

re-settled in Hungary from Rochdale, Lancs, England, and into a little village, doing a bit of greenish farming hoping for a quiet life... but stuff just happens...

Sunday, February 13, 2011

home alone



Yes, Alan made it to Dad's in Milnrow, and I am coping... today was supposed to be the only day without seeing any other people - but Dodi and Timi turned up, so I had company after all. Tomorrow Juci is coming with her boss for lunch, so that is exciting (pumpkin soup, stuffed pork with veg/rice/red cabbage, apple crumbles.) hope they know that winter Kiskassa is sort of gray, not like those lovely summer pictures... and of course all is in bad need of that spring cleaning, the windows, for example look terrible.

On Friday we went round the village with Mancika to get pensioners to turn up for the re-opening of their club, next Tuesday. It will be in the doctor's waiting room which doubles as village library reading room. The rooms where they used to come together previously are difficult to heat even when the dodgy chimney pipes are working. A theatre trip is half=organised too, just have to see how many people will be interested.

Yesterday was the Újpetre Nursery Fund-raising Fancy Dress Ball, I got a lift there with the Kiskassa Belly Dance team. There were some good costumes, the best, Mr and Mrs Shreck, so much like the smaller version of the movie stars... I was a wet blanket and left the others dance till the morning, I walked and managed just to catch the last bus home.

There was the first proper council meeting where the more I contributed the more stuff I ended up lumbered with... no wonder, that 2 of the 4 reps failed to utter a word yet.
By the way, "council" is a word they try totally avoid here, it is associated with that nasty old system, for some reason. Now they use "önkormányzat" which means, self-government, twice as long, in any language, never mind.

and thats's it for now... hens are laying nicely, dogs are cute, geese are nasty...

picture shows Zoltán our new mayor (any similarity to Tony Soprano is purely coincidental)
and Norbi, who is the new all-round administrator who helps him - and the village of course, he printed the nice flyers for the pensioners' club, for example.

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