Farewell, My Dear Sister

Goodnight, sweet princess. It is with great sadness that I have to announce the passing of my dear Sister. Hild passed away over the weekend after bravely battling a vicious disease. She was a much loved person and she will be deeply missed by my Father, her husband, her son, her grandchild, family members and close friends.

I will never forget our moments together, enjoying espressos before noon. Mr. Bowie loved her company too and never left her side. But now you are far away, far away and so close. I wish I could find comfort in the thought she’s in good company with our Mother and Brother. I miss you so much.

It’s so hard to believe in anything anymore. How can you take religion seriously? Life sucks big time. Cancer is a bitch.

Let us go now, my darling companion
Set out for the distant skies
See the sun, see it rising
See it rising, rising in your eyes

“Distant Sky” – Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds


Slaap nu maar zacht en zonder pijn, lieve Hild. Ik zal mijn dappere zus, espresso maatje, luisterend oor en soulmate hard missen. Je zal voor altijd in onze gedachten blijven.

Kanker is een smeerlap.



° 15-10-1953/† 03-03-2017

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Rabbit hole. A funny thing happened to me on my way to a birthday party. Yesterday, I fell into a rabbit hole and bumped into Ies, the local Cheshire Cat.


Fortunately, I was back right on time for the chocolate birthday cake. Happy Birthday Alice! Can I have another piece of chocolate cake?



Introducing the youngest and the oldest descendant of my family: Alice and my Dad.


Related post: Alice

Flashback #7

Summer of 2009. My Dad and little boy Bowie. I remember their first meeting and how instinctively and immediately they became close friends. I wish I could go back in time. Back to 2009. And hit the pause button.


Newsflash #2

We had something to celebrate today. It’s almost my dad’s 88th birthday. Dad is one of the oldest inhabitants of the village. Some local officials payed tribute to him this afternoon.


My dad is a World War II veteran, a devoted husband and caring father. Lately, my dad’s life wasn’t easy. He lost his wife, a son, his brother and many of his best friends. But he never gave up on life. Respect! Love you dad.


Update: Dad wants to thank you all. He was very happy with all your heartfelt comments on today’s post.


Should we buy him an iPad for his birthday?

The Cook the Cat & His Lovers

Mother Cook

“My mother gave me a real kick toward cooking, which was that if I wanted to eat, I’d better know how to do it myself.” – Daniel Craig

The last thing my Mother taught me before she died 12 years ago was how to make coffee pudding. It became my speciality. The recipe is a well kept secret, so, don’t ask.
I’m cooking for my Dad on the weekends. We eat a lot of pasta and rice in combination with fish or vegetarian stuff. Yesterday I made an authentic Mexican rice dish. But I think it scared him off.


Maybe it was just to hot and spicy…

Padre de Familia

XmasCat 2

Paws that give also receive.

Oh no Mr. Bowie, this present is not for you my friend. It’s a gift for the Padre de Familia. We’re getting our family together at the table for a dinner later today.

Have a great day everyone.

The Milkman

I was born loving the taste of ice cream, chocolate milk and milkshakes. I owe it all to my Dad. He was a milkman from 1945, when he came home from WW II, until he retired in 1990. My dad sold milk, buttermilk, chocolate milk, eggs, cream, cheese, butter and yogurt. In the early years he did the deliveries using a bicycle. In the sixties he bought a Volkswagen Transporter (T series).

Last Saturday, when we were cleaning out my parents’ house, we found an old milk container. I took it home as a souvenir, a tribute to my Dad.

Mr. Bowie fell in love immediately. I guess he was expecting a refill with cat milk. If it was up to me, it would be a chocolate milk refill.

Saying Farewell to a Home

A tearful goodbye to a house. Today I said goodbye to a home. This is the last time I’ll see the house as it has been for decades. This house holds so many feelings. It’s my parents’ house.

Today I walked around with my camera and documented each room that I remember so well, each of my favorite spots to go as a child, and then as a teenager, and now as an adult. I greeted each memory one last time.

Goodbye and good luck. It’s time to move on. Thank you for all the memories.

New Home

Moving out. This little guy came to say hello and wish us good luck just when we were starting to move out. I had a feeling someone was giving us a sign or his approval. Everything went well though it was an emotional ride.

Dad taking a nap in his new home. He’s really happy. 

PS: I only broke one glass.

On The Move

Press forward. My Dad sold his house. You can read about it in this post. He’s moving next Friday to a comfortable apartment in the centre of the town. It’s an emotional ride for all of us. Fortunately, Dad’s looking forward to move to his apartment.

Jones isn’t moving along with Dad. We are still a little sad that she’s over the Rainbow Bridge. Jones died in July. We miss her everyday.


We have a lot to celebrate today. It’s my dad’s 87th birthday. Dad is one of the oldest inhabitants of the village. Some local officials will pay tribute to him later this afternoon. I am looking forward to it.
My dad is a World War II veteran, a devoted husband and caring father. Lately, my dad’s life wasn’t easy. He lost his wife, a son, his brother and his best friend. Dad had different bypass operations due to major blockages in several coronary arteries. But he never gave up on life. Respect! Love you dad.

Scientists have long observed that drinking wine seems to prolong life. Scientists discovered that wine has powerful effects on the brain, too. It protects against Alzheimer’s disease and it generally staves off mental decline. Today we drink to your health. Happy birthday dad. One more thing… Obviously Mr. Bowie paw-picked this soft balanced wine from Chile. Does anyone recognize the Black Cat?

Mijn vader (de Ba) wordt vandaag 87! Straf voor iemand die dacht dat hij niet ouder zou worden dan 63. Deze namiddag komen enkele ‘local officials’ in folkloristische klederdracht langs om hem te feliciteren. De Ba is namelijk één van de oudste inwoners van het dorp. Oud worden lijkt misschien plezant. Er zijn ook nadelen: het verliezen van een dierbare met of zonder afscheid, in beide gevallen een ontzettend moeilijke klap om te overwinnen. Maar straks heffen we het glas op de Ba. Gelukkige verjaardag!

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