Five years later and the technology has moved on.

But the flowers are still calling. And we have just had local and EU elections here. More anon.


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Comfort from the local political scene

Believers in the European ideal, and I am one, have taken a beating in the 2014 election. Iam one – brought up in a family that saw it as right to have my sister’s penfriend from Bielefeld to stay in 1949, when I was six. The penfriend’s name was Lore and she taught me “Alle meine Entcchen”. I remember with shame being a grumpy little cow at having to share attention from the big people in my life! Anyway – the votes have been given in part because of xenophobia in various places. So I’m writing here just to report that there are corners of the world where the trend is towards the left where I hope there is more inclusivity –at least at local level.

Readers of German can look up the election results for our town here
and here for the rural district , where the (Linke) chair now has the casting vote if the two “camps” vote as may be expected.

On the EU elections, Deutsche Welle writes in both English and German– start here

Again we were reminded yesterday that Germany really does invest in learning from history. I saw the original evidence collected by the Staasi (State Security Service) in 1974. A whole service was set up for people to look at their files. If you know any students of German and/or modern European history who want to do research, I know they will get every assistance and if they need a place to lay their head while here, I can help.

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Bees in my bonnet

That should be the title of this miscellany of blog entries!

But as the chutney and bottled and frozen fruit from last year runs out, I look kindly on the buzzing visitors in hopes of plenty more plums and redcurrants. I’m delighted that friends are doing a beekeepers’ course and have their eye on the nature reserve that has grown up around where we work.Wiesensalbei_(Salvia_pratensis)_02

Maybe if we have hives we’ll find out what weather to expect… read this I’ve been asking everybody when the Eisheiligen (Ice Saints) will be over and they are not yet… the Saints’ Days are, but because of Pope Gregory XIII’s calendar reform in 1482 (eventually adopted as civil calendar by most of the world) the weather associated with “cold Sophie” will be 10 days later than May 15th.

This weekend was certainly one for wrapping up warmly and the English proverb “Ne’er cast a clout till May is out” applied. In the UK I used to hear the debate as whether “May” or “may” (the hawthorn) was meant. The month, I’ve decided! But nonetheless we had an outing. Water birds for Rainer, flowers for me. Just listen to these beautiful English names: Meadow Clary, Sainfoin, Salad Burnet, Ragged Robin. As I would have very little chance of seeing Meadow Clary (Wiesen-Salbei) in the UK, here is a commons picture and it shows the Oxeye Daisy (Margerite), too, so omnipresent I forgot to list it with my delights of yesterday. And with a less romantic name, the Bladder Campion was also there. All of great importance to the bees I began with.                                        Apis_mellifera_flying

My German flower book says you can test with a sharp pencil the Meadow Clary’s clever lever action – it closes its stamens down onto the bee’s pollen sacs to make quite sure the pollination job gets done properly.

While I’ve been looking things up to make sure of the facts and names, I have found this… am not yet among the photographing public, but my few readers are, so have a go!

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A Tuesday with no torture?

Today is the day in the year 2014 when people are asked, especially by Amnesty International, to help get rid of this:

stop torture




If you would be kind enough to read more, here are two addresses (in English): and . Readers of German, please go here:
If you want to know why I care so much that the work of Amnesty be supported, there is a short story here: .

A fellow-citizen of Ilmenau asked me the other day why I bothered taking part in local politics. “They all decide over our heads”…

Well, we can as individuals make a difference. Rainer and I managed to raise three children together of whom we can be proud, but we had to overcome a state apparatus to do it. Currently we are going through files that reveal that apparatus and if you don’t believe that the ideas Amnesty promotes are necessary, you should look over our shoulders as we read things like “He still answers monosyllabically when interviewed on political questions. He has clearly not learnt his lesson. There can be no question of early release.”

Cheers, my dears, I’ll bring you more news of my birds… and perhaps even bees – next time. But meanwhile please DO something:

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Monday morning again

…and I’ve been checking I knew the right words for what I used to know as the microprocessors on which most of our cars’ safe functioning relies.  Here, for instance: where it says that the MEMS I’m currently interested in are one type… was wondering if they’d taken over entirely, but apparently as yet only as “enabling technology for acceleration and pressure sensors”. However, when you consider that “MEMSbased (sic) sensor products provide an interface that can sense, process and/or control the surrounding environment” the time will doubtless come when I need some implanted in my brain.

Talking of the environment and my quirky brain… I’ve also done my chicken-check. The ospreys are still quietly keeping their eggs warm, of course. Just now, here, Mrs Goshawk seems to be telling her husband it’s high time for breakfast. And wow, as I write, he has obliged. It’s some other fellow-feathered creature as far as I can see, bigger than sparrow-sized. Do hope it’s not a song thrush… cuckoo? (They were to be heard yesterday!) Vegetarianism not yet on the goshawk evolutionary agenda! There are three fluffy white bloodthirsty carnivores and the egg that didn’t hatch in the nest.

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Birds of the world, unite!

Though translation and teaching give me much delight, life these days would be unimaginable without my glimpses of feathered visitors to our balcony, and, through all the wonderful technology that is enriching our lives, into the human-avian interface.
In the Lausitz, we can soon go to see what is going on there that will be like this (description in German at

When storks are not here in Europe with us… and hurray, they are including Britain in Europe this year (, the map on the left shows where they go:

and the ospreys have second homes in places like these:








(There are instructions here on following them to Africa and back if I’ve got you interested in migration – )

Did you understand my extra cheer above for the storks in Norfolk? As we are getting near to elections for the European parliament, I hope everybody will reflect on the implications of these wonderful maps in political terms. I don’t think the crow near Bassenthwaite Lake has been greatly inconvenienced… and he, like the ospreys, has to take his chance in a world that’s free for all (birds, at least!). The bird world doesn’t pay for TV advertising to propagate “lies, damned lies and statistics”… birds just seem to live and let live and perhaps die in the attempt. In my opinion, humans should be prepared to do the same. Simplistic, I know, but the osprey sagas I’ve been reading on holiday have brought me back to basics.


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Squishy toadstools and hard tests just shows how few people in my home country have shown an interest over the years in this best of forms of food for free.

I had to go on line to check the pronunciation of the “species” part of the name birch bolete (stress is on the second syllable, first syllable pronounced with a schwa [ ə], rhymes with replete.

German name Birkenpilz and it is in association with birch trees that you will find it. At present in considerable numbers. No need to take the squishy ones – leave them to shed their spores and perpetuate nature’s harvest. If Keats had known of toadstool bounty he would have included it in his Ode to Autumn.

 Who hath not seen thee stooping low to scoop
Out of the clinging stalks of sedgy grass
The rounded bolete with its speckled stem,
Firm standing near the birchtree bole, then seen
The sacrifice in miniature,small trunk vicarious felled,
Oft hast thou harvested – not that, but rather hunted
– such rounded brown things, this thy bounty,
Racing the slow slug to save the feast intact,
And cried, “ich hab’ dich!- Hab dich auch gebracht“

Oh, how much easier it is to plagiarise than to compose! But the rhythms of the English language are a grand framework— even that last sentence has the five basic stresses of iambic pentameter, I realise. If anybody is reading this and would like me to organise a “lit crit” workshop, how happily I would respond! If we’re quick about it we can go on a mushroom hunt before or after as inspiration or bonus.

And now to the hard tests.

I organise a fair amount of teaching in preparation for LCCIEB English exams.

Interestingly, there seems to be a similar trend in these exams to the one noted here, though over the years I have found the well-staged LLCIEB system to be a good construct on which I could plan pupil training.

I suspect that there is a “career development” movement within what has become the “examinations industry” – noticed some time back that the overall body is listed on the stock market! Now we have the ultimate irony that private schools are unhappy with what seem to be the sort of idiosyncratic modifications that bespeak a person who wants an individual “achievement” to cite in his or her CV… for we now live in a world where “public service” as a career has been eroded by privatisation.

Thankfully, all the last batch of “our” examinees could be more than pleased with their results. And someone I coached for IELTS is overjoyed that she fulfilled the requirements set by the British university where she wants to do her MSc.

That’s work I love doing, too – but back to Keats’ Ode… do contact me if you’d like to meet for play-readings or the like, either at my house in Naumannstraße or where I share premises with .

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