cold january

a visit to the frozen Balaton, first time ever, impressed. Also surprise revolving water-tower-top in Siofok, with a cafe!! Just like Toronto! ** Dorka had her first birthday - pleasant afternoon, and now we have to put together a handwritten letter for her only to be opened on her 18th! Juci promised that 1. Dorka will be able to read hand-writing 2. English. I believe the second one... I'll wait for a super optimistic mood for this, maybe in the spring... winter was interesting for awhile, but now we had enough of it, thank you. ** Moxie's daughter, at Dodi's had two little'ones, but for an obscure reason after a couple of days she took an intense dislike to the white one, so poor Dodi has to use all sorts of maneuvers to get the poor, sad thing fed. ** hens are still laying well, must be an early spring on the way, surely. ** 2 more of my letters were published in Népszava - absolutely no reaction from the other allegedly 18K readers. I've written two more since - can't help it, I am an opinionated b-d, as some of you know, and there's so much idiocy one can take... let's see if they will publish them, too. oh, and some people from the "left-wing block" of the MSzP got in touch with me, apparently they like my stuff... I invited them for chat, poor old lonely and sad dears...

made it to 2017

We got together with all kidlings on the 28th Dec in a well located and comfy enough apartment in Kisfaludy utca. We had lovely time as per usual, though Drew left after a couple of days due to worry about his dad's health-scare. Walks, talks, eatings, drinkings. Only one session of playing games... All the xmas cake gone, good work. Now back to Kiskassa, with lots of time to worry about the world, about implosion of the shangrila liberal capitalism of Fukuyama without any critical voice I can hear, except my own cry to the dark nothingness... Well, one of my frustration over-boiled letter was published in the xmas issue of Népszava to my surprize, but I really need at least a weekly column to get all that anger and incomprehension about the total lack of any meaningful organised, conscious opposition to the next coming catastrophe. Just when all could be so wonderful... And I am so lucky having had such a fantastic life - I want at least the same for the coming generations - especially our own kids, but it looks so stressfully hopeless. Anyways, started Futurelearn Italian - basically, because I prefer Italian to other languages and it seems so much easier than Greek. Oh, we might have people in the other house from 1st March, which is good news for its maintenance. What other news? The hens are laying, like if spring was coming pronto, Bonzo is happy and had really big bones, as we are eating those sort of things from the freezer. Jenő is coming over to musicking with Alan. I managed to sit rapidly on my bum on a slippy path - how good that I put on it an extra 3 kilos, no harm done whatsoever. Got good books. However, my grip on reality is rapidly diminishing - Alan won 10 kopogós römi consecutive games. The only other explanations are a weird glitch in universal randomness, or some non-too-busy god decided to play corrupt kibitz against me... Alan got an old big and complicated olympos camera from Pete and we managed to link it up, so some of the photos, mostly the Budapest scenery are his.