It’s Sunday and it’s time for a bit of Switzerland.

We would walk along the lake edge until we came to this little kids playground. No expensive attractions here. Just good old fashioned play equipment. Our son loved it. While he played we could just drink in the view. One small fence and two paces away from the water. Is this one of the most picturesque playgrounds in the world.

Life seemed so much simpler then. It was at a time when my partner was fit and filled with life. A time before Aspergers had kicked in. A happy stress free young boy with a shed load of good friends. I felt like a member of the human race.

A few minutes after this photo was taken son was happily talking to a Swiss Chap (man stretching in the photo) about Dr Who and the Daleks. Poor man didn’t speak English and was completely perplexed. Later we did try to explain to him what our son had been talking about. Funnily our German was a bit ropey on some of the Dr Who words. Never thought we would need the German for Time Lord, Cybermen, Tardis, Gallifrey, Skaro and Sonic Screwdrivers. Anyway the man was going to see if he could find a German version of Dr Who on the internet.

Oh for a Tardis now. Oh for that playground now.

81 thoughts on “Swiss Play Days From a different time

      1. That sounds so cool. I bought a Dr Who series (not interested in any of the episodes as it was a poor collection) just because it came in a Tin Tardis. Frustratingly as a kid our school had a trip to a Dr Who Exhibition with all the props from the current series including some working Daleks and Cybermen. The bloody bus broke down 10 miles away and we never got there.

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  1. “Life seemed so much simpler then. It was at a time when my partner was fit and filled with life. A time before Aspergers had kicked in. A happy stress free young boy with a shed load of good friends. I felt like a member of the human race.”

    I can relate to you with the joy there was in the beginning, the hardship after that, and the belonging that now makes me laugh. But the maturity, humility, and highly appreciative nature that we have grown to be, what comes out from what’s within us, I find it amazing everyday. We are so lucky we can enjoy the simplicity of what we have, not that we dont have a choice, but it’s the peace that everybody longs for, they push hard to find it, yet, we could through the greens.

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      1. I’m not familiar with all the characters of Dr. Who. My granddaughter went through a stage of loving it a few years ago..she’s 21 now. I liked the spinoff ” Torchwood”.

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  2. I’m confused. Surely ranting about Dr Who means it wasn’t a “time before the Aspergers had kicked in”? Do you mean it was “a time before society’s intolerance of differences” had kicked in? The autism was always there.

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  3. A Tardis, indeed.

    But you know, I’m slightly surprised–considering how long Dr. Who has been around, it’s a wonder at least a few of those words didn’t achieve universal status–Dalek, anyway. Course, Lego Movie Batman called them, “Weird British Robots. Ask your nerd friends!” 🙂

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      1. HA! I still laugh when Joker says that. So many of those early Dr. Who villains were built with a five-pound note and a can of silver spray paint. 🙂
        It’s bad enough anyone who sees the movie Fargo thinks we talk like that 🙂

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      2. And you are too kind. I so remember going to see Newcastle United play and having a huge beast of a man behind me. One day I could hear him talking to his pals about that nights Dr Who. The fear in his voice when he groaned “bugger they can fly now”. xxxx

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      3. Ha! When I was a kid, all I could think was, “That’s a plunger. A PLUNGER!” But I will give all the creative kudos to those storytellers and practical effects folks in the early decades. They worked with what they had, took a TON of risks, and made something truly unique and iconic. x

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      4. Oh that was a classic. I remember one beast like creature which seemed to have little human legs – not sure if we were supposed to see them. But often the story and characters made you forget the paper rolls and plastic bags. A bit like the early Star Trek.

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      5. Yeah, our governments are just…oh, they’re fist-shakingly dumb. But we move on. I’m pretty sure the only reasons our countries haven’t both just completely crumbled is because there ARE decent souls around us and fighting alongside us xxxxxx

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      6. Oh, I could see that with Blondie or Bash (Biff’s just not into art, and that’s fine). In a few years’ time, who knows? Your son will be a falconer with his own breeding nests and nature sanctuary. xxxxx

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      7. Exactly so here. I just try to limit such things for Bo and me–meals are primarily veg and meat and I keep grains to a minimum. We’ve had a lot more dairy this summer than I’d like, to be honest, but Bo’s job has been so stressful I can’t deny he’s in need of some comfort food. God-willing we can get back on track before the holidays.

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      8. Awesome! When we lived in a small farming town when I was a kid, many members of our church would give Mom and Dad rhubarb. Rhubarb would find its way into everything. I grew to hate it for a while, but now? Now, I miss it. xxxxx

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      9. It was my Dads prize area of the allotment. It was almost daily rhubarb crumble or rhubarb pie. Which I love. But also had Rhubard Stew which I hated. When I see mashedup or soft Rhubard it just reminds me of that. Sadly mashedup seems to be in fashion these days. So never eat it now. Many things I would eat but when mum left us they just stopped. xxxxx

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