Poor old Rene is crook with a cold, and he's been sleeping and lying around all day. I went to the shops, and along with a trip to the bottle shop later in the day, we've both been having a rest. Tonight I did a stir fry chicken in Thai green curry with white and wild rice. Very nice indeed. Rene ate all of his generous serving so he must be starting to improve. Tomorrow I want to go back and see if there's a layout of an apartment that I/we prefer most of all. It comes with two parking spaces (we'll only need one) but our guests could park easily. Yesterday we walked into around 10 apartments in the one complex, and after a while you forget what was what. Being Dutch, these apartments have to be painted, floor coverings put down plus a kitchen installed by the owner. The toilets and bathrooms are included.
Last night Rene's niece Lotte and her flat mate came around for dinner. It was a great success - three courses served as stylishly as we could. Great evening. The girls are heading home to the south this weekend for Carnivaal - the biggest party in town! In the Catholic south every community has a celebration some four days long with parties, dinners, sing a longs in cafes and general merriment, plus a big parade in every town. A great prelude to Lent. Nothing like this happens in Den Haag, but eight years ago I went to one in Weert in Brabbant, and they certainly know how to have a great time.
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This evening the news was full of the Dutch Prince buried by an avalanche in Austria around midday today. He is stable but serious in hospital in Innsbruck and is fortunate that he had signalling gear on him. I think he was buried for around 20 minutes.
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