Jibber Jabber, Simplify

Second Clean Up

D and I cleaned the roof side window one more time this afternoon. We have figured out a better way to work with our ladder and methods this time round. Yeah to that one clean window. Unfortunately, we can never reach the smaller and higher window with our ladder. That one will have to be cleaned from outside. Someone will need to climb on to the roof to access it. Maybe I will do that next year…

Belgium, Creative Business, Events, Food & Drinks

Just Beer 2018

At around 4pm yesterday afternoon, D and I went to the second edition of Just Beer at Kortrijk Xpo. We brought along our old glasses from last year’s event, earning us an extra token each.

My four tokens for the day lasted less than a hour because D and I used them up to attend a work shop. We were served fresh oysters, three glasses of beers, and another two Thai dishes prepared by Michelin star chefs. Boy was that a good deal!

After the workshop, we roamed about, tasting different beers, and only got home after 8pm.

More today…

Food & Drinks, Jibber Jabber

Ladder & Veggie Stew

Not long after lunch, D and I set up the ladder inside the house so that we may reach and clean our roof-side windows. We have two of these unreachable windows and the last cleaning of the outside glass was many years ago.

It took us about an hour of trial and error to get one of the bigger windows relatively clean. I think we should have a redo when we start on the smaller window next week. At this point, we have yet to develop a more efficient approach and method.

Later in the afternoon, we went to buy meat straight from the butcher at the farm. If one wants to eat meat, at least make sure that it is quality product that comes from ethical farming and breeding. Next, D and I ran some little side errands of buying a bike light, a silly impulse purchase of cheap coloured lights, and a bit of grocery before heading home. After a short stop to unload our afternoon purchases, we drove off to Lokaal, met up with D’s mom whom has registered herself and I to eat hutsepot (a vegetable stew). An evening filled with good food, good drinks and cheerful company.


Old Medicine

Since this summer, I had a stubborn insect bite on my leg which refused to heal. For months, it will occasionally become itchy and inflamed. Fed up and bothered by this, I decided to use a very old salve (probably many years expired) that I kept around because it was something I grew up knowing. I started the experiment of applying Nixoderm on my little annoying skin infection in the beginning of this week. What you know… the damn thing is actually drying up?! Healed by some expired but trusted old medicine.



It has been raining since the wee morning hours. In the afternoon, the wind has strengthened thus making the rain fall almost horizontal.

There will be no complaints about this dreary weather, especially not from me. Heck, Mother Nature is giving my windows a good rinse. My outdoor plants and the lawn getting a much needed soak. I believe that the water cistern should be all filled up by now. Who dares to complain when ponds, lakes and rivers are getting a healthy refill?!

Jibber Jabber


This afternoon, I decided to read up on the topic as regards to groundwater. The sudden interest in this somewhat mundane matter must have been triggered by the serious drought this past summer. Even at this early stage of Autumn, we are still not getting regular rainfalls. The dusty windows are a testament to how unusually dry it is.

After an hour of reading, I came to a rather unnerving conclusion. Groundwater, a seemingly bountiful and almost-limitless source, is currently under stress due to insatiable demands. If huge volume of groundwater gets drain out too quickly, the ground surface might risk cracking and collapsing onto itself due to lack of water pressure from underground. There are certain craters and sink holes on Earth which support this claim.

Yep, yeast in a corked bottle…

Belgium, Creative Business

New Builds & Local Artists

Yesterday was Nieuwbouwzondag. Armed with a list, D and I went to visit a few locations in the afternoon. Fortunately, D’s list only included one nieuwbouw location. We are no longer interested in yet another new building nor the real estate representatives who are only friendly when they smell a potential profit.

The rest of the list consisted of participants of Buren bij kunstenaars. We first visited a nice couple, whom are long time friends of D’s parents. The woman turns out to be an amateur painter. We came across D’s parents, looked at the paintings, sat a bit to drink something at the couple’s back yard, thanked them, bid our farewells and proceeded to the next location on our list.

Before the end of the afternoon, D and I managed to visit four more locations. Some of the artwork are quite impressive. Two of these places offered free drinks. Most of them were happy and excited to talk about their work. Just a bunch of friendly people wanting to show their work to the public.

Our last location was a story apart. D opened the front door, which was unlocked, and we walked into a very cramped front room. We then stood unnervingly in the creepy cluttered art storage area, waiting for somebody to show up. After a few minutes, we quietly left the place and returned home. That was a weird experience…