We had such a nice window in our flat in Aarau. We lived in the tallest building for miles around (10 floors!), so every day you had a nice view over the town, on clear days you could see the castle in Lenzburg (well, not enough to know it was actually a castle, but had you come over I would have pointed it out and told you it was a castle so you wouldn't have been mistaken) and whenever it was foggy you could stand at the window and exclaim about how little you could see. The window was at its best when it was snowing and you could lie on the bed and look out the window, able only to see upwards into the cloudy grey sky and the snowflakes falling towards you, and you could imagine you were living in a snow dome.
Happily the HOT has an excellent view of some mountains (like the Eiger, my favourite of the Swiss mountains. Not only is the Matterhorn a bit too much of a show pony, I don't really like Toblerone and it (the Matterhorn) doesn't have a train track running through it. Incidentally, did you know that Toblerone is apparently doing a fruit and nut version at the moment? And have I mentioned the dark chocolate Lindt balls that are around, too? Only 60%, but a step in the right direction!), and conveniently you can't really see the mountains most of the time (because of all the fog/cloud) which makes it all the more special when you can see them. And they also do a nice line in sunset here, too.
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Lovely view. Very christmassy and Dickens'y.
Looks like you're having a better chance of a white christmas, than we are. Is this gonna be your first "cold" christmas by the way? I take it you're more used to X-mas barbeque in shorts?
I am pretty sure the term is Dickensian.
Pick, pick pick. I'll be SO hard on your case, the next time YOU try to write something in danish... mongrel.
Actually that photo is from March or so of this year. No snow now, not even a hint of it. There is a lot of rain about, though.
The only thing Dickensian about my current lifestyle is all the slave labour. By which I mean I was forced to do some vacuuming yesterday. Oh, and there are some English people coming to stay here for the next few days (my fiance's sister's husband's parents). Which is sort of Dickensy, I suppose.
Where does the expression "what the Dickens?" come from?
According to the Big Mac, 'what the dickens ...!' is an elegant variation of 'what the devil ...!', much as people used to politely say 'Oh SH-ugar' or 'Farrr out', when their grannny was visiting.
As to the identity of the person who FIRST used it, well, that is lost in the mists of time, along with the origins of 'worst-case scenario', 'up to speed' and other clichés.
By the way, did you know that a colleague and I deliberately floated the term 'I'll have to hang that one out to dry', referring to a proposition or question to be put on hold. It was in 1991 or 1992 and it's since gone global. True story.
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