strange aeons

Well I'm just a silly old nut, not really believing in miracles and myths, but yesterday was one of the days.

You remember T.so and me encountering the SZ thing?? Well GGGee was in Freising too and while she nearly passed the office where T.so and I were sitting in front of our laptop, she saw an car rushing by with BS on the licence number. BS means Braunschweig her hometown. It was really that moment when she was closest to us. Isn't that unbelievable???? Seeing that in a movie would be sappy!! Life itself writes its own movie storybook. Huuhh strange, but maybe not stranger than listening to an old nut talking!

Well T.so and GGGee met yesterday and the atmosphere was relaxed. At the end they were at Burger King, laughing and smiling at each other. People watching them would never ever believe their current status of affair. They looked more like young teens dating each other than married and separated.

If you want an honest opinion from an old nut, if that isn't nuts than what??

Signs

If you want to see, you will see! Sounds very religious or philosophic or at least miraculous, but sometime I guess it is true!

Just a minute ago, when T.so and me came back from lunch and hit the office, we saw a car with SZ on the licence number. SZ is a small city called Salzgitter and is neighbor city to Braunschweig. Braunschweig where T.so met GGGee, where they married and were I have my first memory.

SZ is also the abridgement of T.so's signatur. He used it, when in a hurry or signing pages in a contract marking them as read and correct. Now the odds seeing a licence number with SZ in Freising is neglectible but today when T.so will meet GGGee he saw on in front of his office. Really directly in front of the door, as if this car is waiting just for him and wants to say: "Remember and never forget!!"

Strange or isn't this nuts??

Day light saving

Well this weekend day light saving has started in Germany. I had a hard time getting up. My body still is on winter time. Well it is hard being an old nut.

GGGee loves donuts filled with plum butter, but she and T.so were never able to find them in Bavaria. Now T.so found them at a small bakery in the village he now lives. Sometimes life has its own style of humor. As he will meet GGGee this evening he got up a little bit earlier than usual and bought two of them. He wants to have them as dinner with GGGee.

I'm interested on her reaction, my little nut heart is nervous and pounding fast, because I will face her today. Funny because T.so was the one leaving and not the other way around.

Herb asking himself how much nut is in a donut?

Selamat pagi Singapore

Well I was nearly there. T.so planned to visit Singapore this week. All was scheduled, tickets were bought and paid, hotel rooms reserved and paid too. Then the order came: Stop!! One day ahead, because cost saving due to the global finance crisis. Hey guys are you nuts. I have dreamed of the Asian style since I first heard from it. I was in T.so’s suitcase wrapped and ready to roll. We were booked in the Fairmont Hotel, a fine place deep in down town. Singapore Sling awaited us. Now the closest I was to Singapore was me in front of the A380 of the Singaporean Airline in London Heathrow eleven days ago.

Did you know how this hurts? Even nuts have hearts that can break. As a small guerdon we will travel to Paris just before Easter and Frankfurt next week. Guess which city I prefer?

Herb knows that nuts seldom change their style!

freeze time it self

Mankind sometimes seems to be nuts or at least strange. On one hand they move forward on the other hand they try to hold the past, dearest as if for its own life. Clinging to the past, trying to freeze precious moments forever. Not letting go, so why have you gone, if the past means that much to you T.so?

He still has his valentine present at his office. Come on T.so don’t tell me you eating nuts do you? But as much as he loves these sweets he can’t open and swallow this chocolate stuff, because she bought it, chose it for him and touched it with loving hands. Same counts for the yogurt cup. The yogurt is sweet but sweeter is the memory. I guess that is the same force that keeps me alive. So thank goodness for T.so being such a gooey creamy noggin. I wouldn’t talk to you, if he wasn’t.

I’m looking forward to seeing the future and how fate will play with this egghead. I’ll keep you in the loop.

Herb the only nut not being nuts!

my life changed too

Well my life has changed too. I don't live in T.so's coach pocket anymore. If not on travel I stay at his office, watching him, reminding him of his past. His colleagues are amazed that I'm on his desk, together with an angel , that should protect him. Maybe they think he is nuts, but haven't a lot of people thought of him that way? So he does not care on their thoughts.The angel was a gift from GGGee to him, so T.so is surrounded by emotional reminders:

1. four pictures of her


2. notes telling him she cares


3. a muzzle gathered on Rhodos


4. the angel protecting him


5. a nut in the shell


6. him being nuts in a hard shelter

Meet Jo Banana

Hi Folks,

please meet my friend Jo Banana. He was involved in all this too, but is long gone. So I will tell his story:

Three hearts on the banana, drawn by a lovely heart and boxed clandestine for lunch to the beloved one. It's a salutation send to his office, an gentle outcry to the world. A message saying more than all words can do: "I think of you! I love you! You are deep in my heart!"

The language of Love is powerful even without words, The language of love can be soft spoken but touches the heart all the more. A tender sign against the chaos of the time being, a powerful sign against brutalization. The sweetest fruit that tells you: " My paradise is you!" This fruit is the antithesis, the take back of the apple. The unlock of the door, the way back to paradise! The seraphs will let you in again.

So have faith, pick the fruit and every thing will be fine.

May this message be true and last for ever! I wish ya all that you bear such a fruit in yourself and present this to your beloved one. Be a brave heart and say yes to LOVE, the only fruit made in paradise.

That was his story and can you believe, that T.so was touched to the bone but still was gone? How nuts is that??

So Jo you will always be remembered

Day 2 in the UK

The day started with deep thoughts and an English breakfast. Well it reminded me of an old friend of mine: Humpty Dumpty! You know that poetry don’t cha? Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, no none of the kings noblemen could put humpty dumpty together again. Hey T.so could be you. So Humpty is it you on the plate or T.so it is your shrunken brain that I see? Hey Humpty come back to live!!
Well another business meeting and I have to stay in the car! Hey T.so I’m not dumb, I could have helped, but you never ask for help, do you?
Coffee break on our way to Manchester airport, didn’t meet Ballack or another player so I enjoyed the arts of the airport. Customs didn’t find anything annoying that’s very enjoying for me. The world seems nuts.

Morning thoughts:

Well some morning thoughts are a name written on a mirror with a "why" behind it. Well T.so if you don’t know why you did it, don’t ask me. Who is nuts, not me I would say.

Morning thoughts are also an empty branch in the atrium of the hotel, empty like your heart and your brain. Emptiness is filling you and what more is to say than you have chosen your path and the future is unseen.

Morning thoughts is looking in a mirror and all you see is yourself. The frame seems to be beautiful but the picture is nothing more than what you are. Don’t expect a mirror to tell you more than you already know, he is just throwing back what you throw in. That’s all.

Trip to UK

Wow T.so took me with him on my first trip into the world. We flew from Munich to London Heathrow. Customs was no problem for me: “hey ya never saw a walnut carrying a big bag before, have you?” Okay have to admit that T.so carried my stuff for me. Hey you can see me in the picture just in front of terminal two at London Heathrow. We rent a car and up we go: “Upps T.so watch out, you are nuts, driving on the wrong side of the road..”Okay he convinced me, that the left side of the road is the right side in this part of the world. Well never been in the UK before, so I’d better believe him. Funny things happened here, you drive on a big road with 65 miles per hour two lanes per direction and signs warn you that pedestrians, horses and farmers will cross the road. Hm I don’t know a single nut who will be that nuts to try to cross a road like this. Swutch there you go and crack it’s over. And this people call me nuts? ROFL

After a business stop in Letchworth we have lunch on the motorway. I lifted myself on orange juice and enjoyed the sun. Radio played an eagles song, that took me back in time and place. GGGee loved the music of the eagles, so I summed the song along and took a bath in old but warm memories.

The evening we arrived in York, nice old town. We stayed in a best Western hotel, which has seen better times, like T.so and I did too. So I guess that is a good fit. But the hotel still has a lot of charm, old furniture and Chinese vase. I took my time to explore the scene and the typically English architecture, like these cottage homes. We ended for a few beers down town in a pub called the mansion arms. See the waiter how let me have a look around, his name is Liam, seems a funny guy with a lot of humor. He things a talking nut is nothing to worry about. I totally agree. Or do you thing I’m nuts?

Who I am

Hello world,

please let me introduce my self. I'm Herb the walnut and to be honest I have forgot where and when I was born. I don't know if I'm German or France- Maybe I was born in the beautiful Pfalz or in the lovely south of France with a breeze of the Mediterranean sea. Well I would love to be French, cause I believe in the Power of Love, so I guess I'm a French walnut! I really do.

My earliest memory was a day in 1997 in a church in Braunschweig when a priest, his surname was Fromm, handed me over during a worship to a man sitting there with his wife. They both have married not long ago and listened to the priest who had wedded them. I was a symbol for life in the speech of the priest. Hard shell but sweet inside and so on. The guy put me in the pocket of his coat and let me there for years. When ever he touched me in his pocket he smiled at his wife, showed me to her and said: "Look what I still got in my pocket honey!" Both remembered the day I come into their life, remembered the priest and I reminded them of their wedding and their happiness. Well my life was not so exciting at this time, but I felt happy, because my pure existence means: Remind them of love! Good enough for me, even when I slept for years in the pocket of his coat.


Now more than a decade later, this man has left his wife for reasons I don't understand. For that reason I called this guy: The stupid one or as a nick: T.so So hey T.so what wrong with you, who is nuts?? The girl left with a broken but still heart full of gold has earned the name 3G or GGGee God's greatest gift. I'm so sorry I won't see her anymore, because T.so took his coat along when he left her, but I can still see her face smiling at us, when T.so showed me to her. She appears in my dreams.


I have forced T.so to take me with him, when ever he travels somewhere, because I want to see the world. He owes me that much, and I want to find out, who is really nuts. This blog is my diary, dedicated to that lovely girl with the broken heart. I won't forget you and you may find me here when ever you want me to. All my kisses to you.


So world that's me and I ask you: Who is nuts?