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bunny-wants-a-carrotHi folks It is blogging time again, but with a difference. A time to turn away from my home town of Prague and the Czech Republic and concentrate on something entirely different and closer to home. Rabbit hunt. What you might say, a rabbit hunt? That’s right folks. Now sit back, relax whilst I shall tell you all about it.

So there you go, let us start from the very beginning. At about 7am last Monday morning our female cat called squeak was doing her rounds as she normally does. She came into the spare room jumped up on the window sill, looked out and started to meow. My husband and I heard it, wondered what she had found. After getting dressed and a freshen up my husband went to have a look at what squeak had found. What have you got there he asked? A rabbit has escaped from the end house in our terrace and a hunt was already under-way.

The clever little minx was giving everybody a run around, firstly it was underneath the neighbour’s cars, than on the bank opposite, then in our next door neighbour’s front garden and no joy in catching the little sod.

As this carried on the eldest daughter of the house came out with a mop handed it to her father who carried on hunting for it underneath the car.

. Just out of the blue the little minx rushed out of our neighbour’s front garden and up a steep bank opposite.

My husband and the neighbour’s daughter spotted it. The result was that Chris ran up the bank caught the rabbit, slid down the bank with a rabbit in his arms in quite a controlled fashion and gave the rabbit to its rightful owner. I must admit I was quite impressed by the way he did it and gave my husband a well deserved hug and a kiss.

As far as our male cat was concerned, he was lying on his tummy watching the proceedings with his eyes aimed at the point where both the rabbit, my husband and the neighbours daughter were and what they were doing.

. Purrrrrring……his head off and quietly thinking to himself.

“Stupid people, they should have allowed me to catch the little minx.”

“ I would have caught it straight away”.

But that was not all.

funny-cute-bunny-rabbit-glasses-eat-carrots-picsOn another occasion, I came home by a taxi and all the neighbours were out. She has escaped again said my next door neighbour and she is hiding underneath your plant and won’t come out. And so it carried on. Oh, what a performance: It was the same minx again! Neighbours were out with all sorts of broom handles, long sticks, we have even turned on our garden house to try and get her out. At one point we have nearly got her, but the little minx hid underneath the plant again. It was at this point that her owner said, shall we call a Fire Brigade to see if they can get the little madam out. The other remark was shall we get a ferret to see if it can get the little madam out.

Again, our male cat was watching all the goings on quite carefully and with some interest.

Suddenly, as if by magic our next door neighbour an ex-yoga/Pilates instructor, came home on her motor bicycle, assessed the situation, took off  her helmet, crept quietly towards the rabbit, bent her knees stretched out her arms, said quietly come on little one and long behold the rabbit jumped straight into her arms and was returned to her grateful owner.

Luckily it has not happened again, so far as I know anyway!

From now on, hopefully, our front gardens will be rabbit free, because if they are not I am sure our neighbour will invite us round to her house for rabbit stew, as a neighbour of ours threatened to do..

Now it is time to finish writing and go and get ready to go out, do a little bit of shopping and on my return some household chores.

So bye, bye, for now. Hope you have enjoyed what I have written and I will write again soon.

That is all folks.

Miki

PRAGUE CASTLE ……an insiders view

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prague-castleHi folks, it is a sunny Sunday morning the house is quiet and so it is time for another blogging session. This time it is going to be about the Prague Castle area. This is an area very dear to my heart, which I visited quite a few years ago with my husband, Chris, and mother in law, June, and it is  an area of National Czech importance with outstanding views over the city and ancient links to the Vysehrad area.

To get there from the center of Prague let us say Metro stop Malostranska, I would recommend you go by metro to either Hradsanska Metro Stop or by tram to Prazsky Hrad tram stop  from where you can walk  to Prague Castle.

You can’t get lost as you will see tourists, tourist guide umbrellas, as, well as, Czech Nationals as you approach the area.

 

you poor bastard .....say cheese!

you poor bastard …..say cheese!

When you get to the castle, the first thing that strike you as you enter through the castle entrance are the Castle guards beautifully attired their blue uniforms and furry hats, quietly standing there in their sentry boxes. When the time for changing of the guards approaches, it seems as if by magic and on an invisible string the Castle Guard leaves the sentry box, salutes and walks away. At the same time, a new guard marches in, salutes enters the sentry box, turns and stands at ease as if nothing has happened, not even a blink of an eyelid or a twitch of a lip when primary school pupils try to distract his attention.

Who do you ask are the guards guarding? It is the Presidential Palace of course and lo and behold what can you see, but a flotilla of Presidential Limousines coming in.

On entry we walk through the first Castle Courtyard, past St. Vitus Cathedral, pass a pub called Vikarka and a Toy Museum. From here we walk to the Golden Lane.. The Golden Lane?. A lane full of small l houses where according to legends a comunity of  Goldsmiths lived, but be warned, to get to the Golden Lane itself there is a small entry fee. Let me give you a word of warning.. Feel free to do a little bit of window shopping as well as browsing in the Golden Lane shops, but please, please, please do not buy, because if you do you would get fleeced and charged exorbitant prices.

Next we walk down the  Old Castle Steps lead from Prague Castle down to Neruda Street, which in turn leads to Mala Strana where a Church of St. Nicholas is situated. As we walk along the Old Castle Steps we can see artists, salesman, beggars and photographers standing by. From a personal point of view and Praguers point of view I would strongly recommend visiting it during the day rather than at night. There is a romantic song which is one of my favourite songs called Po Starych Zameckych Schodech by a Czech singer called Waldemar Matuska which I shall attempt to play for you later on in this blog.

So let us carry on. It is a common practice in Prague for everybody to either go to the pub or for the children of the family to bring beer to their fathers. So to follow suit we went to a nice Prague pub called u Kocoura for light lunch.

As normally happens when we go away together the family would say to me, you are Czech you order whatever you like and we shall enjoy whatever it is. This is exactly what happened. I ordered some salsessen for my husband, some ham for my mother in law and some klobass for myself as well as some beer to flush it down with. Unbeknown to me, I did not realize on ordering for my husband that he did not like salsessen, so as a result, when the waiter brought it to the table mum in law and my husband swapped plates and all was well.

From there we walked to Charles Bridge, a bridge full of Statues, stalls and packed with tourists. Another part of Prague to visit with a group or somebody who knows the area inside out and is not advisable to come to after dark or singly because if you did you would have to be extremely careful.

From there we have made our way home.

So there you have it folks. It is time to close, have some lunch and get on with everyday chores that have to be done. Such as washing up etc. See you again soon.

Bye for now, Miki. I hope you will enjoy the video below. I every other little Czech girl did and still does. I am sure their mums do as well,

The heart and soul of Prague……Vysehrad

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prague-castleHi folks

It is blogging time again. This time round I am going to concentrate on my place of birth Prague.

In this post my aims are to give you a Praguers view of Prague with a few useful tips, local history, and personal anecdotes on the side

So let us begin at the spiritual core  of Prague, a place that every city dweller is brought up to view with reverence as it represents the beating heart of the city over thousands of years

Vysehrad. An area of huge national importance incorporating a national poets and artists cemetery, a fine church, and the national culture and congress house, but maybe of, more importance to you, as a visitor to the  Prague  easily accessible quiet ramparts with fine views of the city.

Ok, but why go to these ramparts, and why bother looking back over the city.Well simply because itrepresents the heart and soul of the city, it will help you understand what it is like to be a Praguer and it is easy  to get to and  offers great views of Prague.

 

Prague at dusk, fron Vyserhrad ramparts

Prague at dusk, fron Vyserhrad ramparts

So how do you get there is easy. The best way is to travel by the Metro from the City Centre until you get to a posh station called Vysehrad, where we leave our metro train and follow the signs to . To get to Vysehrad itself, we have to go past Jedlickuv Ustav, a school for physically handicapped. As I walked past there one day I had quite a touching experience. The classroom window was open and I could hear chatter and mixture at the same time. I had to smile quietly to myself as it reminded me of starling song. At the same time the door of the school opened and out came a group of youngsters with their carers who helped them get into coaches. It was evident that they were taking them on an outing somewhere. I found this site quite upsetting and said  to my mother. “Is it O.k if we go quickly to the National Monument.” “yes of course she replied”.

To get to the National  Monument we have got to go through an archway.

It is when you go through the archway it all changes yet again. To get to the ramparts you have got to go up a short slope and along and you are standing on the  ramparts. A common places for ordinary Praguers, courting couples and pensioners alike. It is a place of peace and quiet and tranquillity.

Few minutes walk away is a National Cemetery, where you can find   poets, composers, musicians and scout leaders buried there. A short walk away from the cemetery is a fine church for people to visit if they so wish. The other extreme of the area is a cultural/congress house, to my mind quite a modern building, but it is there.

That is all about Vysehrad and where do we go from here well it is an entirely personal choice.

 

Mine...all mine!

Mine…all mine!

To my mind it would be a good idea for you to visit a cukrarna. What do you say is a cukrarna. Well let me get you out of your misery. It is a patisserie and what type of cakes   you might ask yourselves and are they the sort of cakes we know in the west.

No!.

The pastry is much lighter and as you walk into a cukrarna a fine smell of coffee blended with the smell of vanilla hits you across your nose. Talking of a cukrarna one year when me and my husband were in Prague we just happened to visit a cukrarna near to where my late grandmother used to live. At the same time as we were there, there was an English couple there and the waitress and the couple in question tried to communicate about placing an order, but without success, so me being me stood up and asked the couple in question  in fluent English regarding their particular cake preference, walked up to the counter and  placed an order for them in fluent Czech. You should have seen the look  on the face of the sales assistant as well as the other customers in the shop. It was a look of sheer astonishment as to what is going on here, but the general reaction was the young lady is only trying to be helpful. It is true to say I could sit in a cukrarna for quite a while, but where do we go from there.

Prague_old_town_square_panorama Well one logical step forward is to go by metro to Staromestska metro from where you can walk to the Old Town Square in the centre of which stands the Old Town Square Town Hall, it is a registry office and the place where on the hour both tourists and Praguers gather to have a look at the Astronomical clock on the hour window by window opens and twelve apostles walk round and round in circles and when they back to their particular window, they disappear the same way as they have appeared. Finally it is good old mother death who sticks her head out of the window, she waggles her finger and disappears again. During the year the Old Town Square is just an ordinary square with restaurants all round it.

Now I would like to issue a word of warning or beware. Do not eat in one of the restaurants on the Old Town Square unless you wish to be grossly overcharged as the restaurants display two menus, one in Czech which is meant specifically for the Czech people and with reasonable prices and the other menu in English with prices twice as high.  Just around the corner from the old town square is a very lively everyday market where you can experience the hustle and bustle of a genuine market.

xmas marketLet us return briefly to the Old Town Square at one specific time of the year and that is Christmas time. Well what a transformation. It all begins at the beginning of December round about the feast of St. Nicholas with the blend of ginger bread, vanilla, stalls, carol singers, Black Pete as well as tourists and Praguers galore and in the centre of it all a giant Christmas Tree stands in all its glory. Towards the end of the month of December you can encounter big barrels of live Carp which Prague housewives can buy and on Christmas Eve manually kill.

From here, we again travel, by metro to another metro station near the river Vltava. It was from here that we walked to a boat station and got a tourist boat for a round trip. As we boarded the boat I could hear colloquial Czech quite clearly. It was a crew from the boat we were going to sail on. Trying not to laugh, we boarded the boat, as we were boarding, we got a look of what is she doing here , she is Czech and this is a tourist boat and what is she doing on it. There were no more comments from the crew, but the smile on their faces said it all

That is all for now. Time is getting on a bit, work is calling tomorrow, so therefore it is time to stop and let the other half get on with his work. Hope you enjoyed the blog and would wish to return to my blog pretty soon.

Bye Bye for now, but I hope you enjoy the video below

Speak to you soon and hope you will join me next time as I take you from Prague Castle via Charles Bridge to Old Town Square.

Miki

 

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HONEY!…HONEY!…I WANT HONEY!

Nearby where I live is a Nursery School which is called Hopes and Dreams, and when I am passing the nursery I often think what are Hopes and Dreams.

What do all of us dream about, and what are our hopes for the future as:- 0

1/children 2/teen and young adults

2/adults

I suspect there are as many varieties of hopes and dreams as there are grains of sand on a wave kissed beach, and that no two grains are the same, but why not begin with the hopes and dreams of children, what might we see there?

What are the young childs Hopes and Dreams?

The first thing that comes to mind are sweets, chocolates and being in their  mothers arms. Then comes the question of reading, and the ideas that go through a young child mind. Are they going to dress up in colourful costume,  and slay many  fiery dragon, or hope that, one day, their Prince will come?

I experienced these and similar hopes and dreams when I was in the kindergarten in my home town of Prague in the Czech Republic. My happiest times were sitting on an old green swing which was covered bya huge weeping willow.

What was I really dreaming about? To this day I do not really know.

Maybe about nature and all the different flowers I could see in the garden where the swing was. Maybe about lunch as I could smell a sweet smell of custard coming out of the kitchen where lunch was being prepared. Maybe about going to Primary School, what my school friends are going to be like, and what my school bag is going to be like . The other dreams all  of us had were at guide camp at a place called Odlezly. There was an inter-patrol / inter-six canoeing competition judged by Guider in Charge and her Deputy. Our dream was to come first, but sadly were beaten by a better, if somewhat annoying  team.

But were there other dreams and hopes apart from the above, and are they deeper, than the simpler dreams before?

The answer is yes, yes and yes again.

But such dreams are for my next post, as during my teenage years so much was to change.

I stIll say long live the dreams of childhood though, for if they are happy dreams, they support us over the years to come

Hope you like this post, will enjoy reading it and want to come back for more bye bye for now, but  I hope you enjoy the video below- do you ever dream of being a chiwawa!

Childhood Hope and dreams