Saturday afternoon Ron and I were pondering the diasasters besetting our lives at the moment ie: ‘new-pond-syndrome’ and two broody chooks.

Ron pointed out that if we were still living in Amsterdam we’d have to be millionaire’s to be able to afford the possibility of such disasters. Millionaires or wheelchair-bound-senior-citizens who’d spent quarter of a century on a waiting list for a ground floor apartment. Such luxurious disasters!

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