Today required some bureaucratic b.s. to be done so I knew I had to go into town and decided to make it worthwhile. Paperwork done I walked across Karlovac to the
Nikola Tesla Experience Centre and paid my 8e to have a mosey around this brand new museum.
The Nik Tesla Experience sounds like a Hawkwind offshoot band but is in fact situated on one of the road heading out of Karlovac towards Barabrith, It’s one the newest ‘things to do’ in Karlovac thanks to EU funding and it’s pretty swanky with all mod museum cons.
Inside the Tesla experience you can give yourself a minor electric shock courtesy of a giant Tesla figure’s finger! The museum is very much based on short films about bits of his life, focusing unsurprisingly quite a bit on his Karlovac days as a student. But truth be told the Tesla experience is nicely done and well worth a visit even at 8e for adults.
You can tell this is not in a UK town because no-one has tried to roll Nikola’s balls away as yet. I like these ” the EU paid for this” signs dotted all over Croatia reminds me of why I jumped from the sinking UK ship and if anything can keep the nationalists at bay over here it might be pure self interest.
The Nicolai Tesla car park opposite his “experience” was funded by the EU and has some pretty fancy Tesla inspired installations in it !
Tesla done I wandered back into town in the bright warming sunlight. What happened to winter? On the way into the old town I passed this staute and decided to check it out properly.
I was kind of hopinng this statue was another antifa spomenik from the Tito days. This would explain the lack of a plaque or information board but it turns out to be a local painter from the early 1800’s who commited suicide by jumping in the river Korana. His paintings are ok, loads are a boring catholic pieces but you can see for yourself at
the Galerija Vijekoslav Karas in Karlovac.
Since a couple of my summer guests went to
Bistro Špajza I’ve been meaning to check it out and today seemed a perfect day to do so. I was not disappointed, chiefly because I wasn’t expecting much but to be fair the burger and chips did the trick fine. The staff spoke ok English and said that they could make up other vegan options if asked. Ooops I’m slipping into my Happy Cow reviewer mode…..
This was described on the meniu as a soya sandwich with salad and fries! But the folk at Bistro Špajza seem to know what vegan means becuase they took the cheese out of the burger! Vegan cheese not yet may have not quite reached Karlovac conciousness – or should that be conscience – as yet! Still for a hungry bugger like me this lot went down a treat.
Then back to the car and a bit of shopping, our locals Lidl’s are still without the vegan cheese or mayo they used to do and half the things advertised online as part of Veganuary appear not to have made it to Karlovac, oh well. At least the tofu is on offer again!
So I’m not doing very well at keeping this blog up to date regularly and for that I apologise. Here in random order are photos from the last four months, if I get a chance to add more text I will do.
Due to a short stay time Gabriel and I had to play a game of pool in the daytime and why not? As with everything Kuhn he took it rather seriously!
Taking a party of visitors, Canadians, Brits and Serbs around the Partisan hospital and all of them refusing to cooperate with the camera!
I’ve never know a group of people take so many selfies! I took it as my duty therefore to mess them up as much as an aging punk is able. Funnily enough they seemed to find it funny! But I bet I get cropped or photo shopped out of the tour diary! This was taken outside the Paris house we stayed in.
These were a revelation and also very amusing. For those who don’t know the rest of the world tends to call crisps chips and so these are quite confusing but also tasty!
The tour took us to an incredible variety of different venues with differing standards of food and accomodation (thanx to tour organiser Lil – front right !) and this night in Hoorn, outside Amsterdam was one of the best meals we had amongst many very good ones.
Imogen recovers from another day/night of alcohol abuse by dosing in the hammock under the big pear tree with a beer to hand.
My sister’s youngest who is now as tall as me if not taller proved that he could occasionally be useful and climbed the walnut tree to do some pruning of dead branches. Thanx Loz!
As usual I offered to show my Czech comrades around the local Partisan monuments and here they are on the top of Petrova Gora cameras in hand!
On eof the fun things about the Petrova Gora monument is how each time I visit there is something different about it, including ways in being locked or closed off which previously were open. This time we had to resort to a method of entry not needed for a few years or more, climbing up to the first floor window!
I love it when guests take choosing their mugs seriously.
Almost brothers in arms! Sid n Nancy what a pair?
After being away for a month my paths were in dire need of re strimming!
My niece and her mates mess about in the Mrežnica river just outside of Duga Resa!
Imogen show the correct way to cut up a birthday cake for an undeserving old uncle! It was a very nice cake, thanx Twitch!
After a month apart, we rendevoused in the botanical gardens of Prague and as you can see she was overjoyed to see me again.
This is the band (plus one boyfriend/roadie/translator) Tomar Control from Lima Peru whom I had the pleasure of driving around Europe for 3 weeks in July. It was quite an interesting and fun experience.
The romance of being on tour rarely includes the reality of the drivers lot. Here for instance I am stuck in an admittedly very scenic Swiss traffic jam whilst the rest of the van is asleep. Fun it isn’t!
After three weeks of non-stop driving my hammock was a really welcome sensation.
The fancy looking newly tarted up (refurbished) Kino Edison in Karlovac.
Can you believe some folk (friends) turned up to stay and slept in their van rather than my comfy beds!! Still it is a very nicely kitted out van!
My apple trees in the early twilight
Scrambled tofu and mushrooms for breakfast .
Sanja does a little dance to try to trick Luke the unlucky cat into the cat carrier.
The back garden of Petra’s mum”s place show how different the gardens are on the Croatian coast from the ones around here. It’s rocky and dry but full of fig and olive trees and every bit of soil is used to grwo something in.
This was the most expensive food I have paid for here in Croatia, almost as expensive as fancy places in London. But boy it was good. Le Botanist in Zadar, try it out if you can afford it.
I love this cat, probably because she is such a wonderful weirdo!
Si made my day by explaining to Rosa that the real purpose for Rose hip buds was for obnoxious youngsters to break them open and then rub the contents down their “mates” neck which is guaranteed to itch badly! I was beginning to worry it was only I who did that!
Simon (old mate from London) treks through my woods with Sid intow miaowing and wowling like a real wuss of a puss!
Half way through making enough burek to keep my guests happy for two if not three days! It turned out Si was still eating them 5 days later!
Given how easy it is for the locals around here to start fighting each other it wouldn’t surprise me if the next war is over who has the rights to Nicky Tesla’s image, name or t-shirt concession! Anyway Karlovac has a fancy new Tesla museum which I must check out at a more appropriate time than when I took this photo.
The really good local news is that Karlovac has afunctioning cinema once more. Kino Edison was one of the first cinemas in Europe but has been empty for decades. Now thanx to the good old Eu it’s been renovated and is a rather swish cinema and art centre.I cycled into town to see Doghouse and was knackered but happy on arriving home late that night after a night out at the flics!
Dad’s room in the guest house has a new rug.
I gave up looking for this potato peeler many months ago and bought a new one so I was amused to dig it up all shiny and in good condition from the compost bin approximately a year after “losing” it! Gotta check the peelings before I put them in the bin!
Royalty, a lion in his prime.
I almost picked this book up without noticing him! I think changing to a black and white colour was too much even for him!
When I grow up I hope to have a cooker with this many rings and space. Somehow I don’t think I’ll get away with trying to sneak out of my Dad’s place with this under my jacket!
There’s not a lot to commend Ilminster but this mug is a good start despite the image the two handles are very stylish. This I might get away with tucked under my jacket!
Dad agreed a little walk down to town, a coffee and cake at The Street cafe and back woould be a good challenge and if succesful good exercise. If he failed and didn’t make it then, well I’d get the blame not him!
By the time Dad had strimmer framed his way around Ilminster the long way in order to call in on his latest squeeze it was dark and I was knackered!
My old man cast’s his eye over a new book I brought for him.
This liitle fella, and he was quite small, was wondering around the cat house doing weird circular defensive movements, and quite scary he looked too!
Nancy decided the parasol provided the ideal spot out of the wind an dwas lucky I didn’t pick it up without noticing her tail before doing so!
Sid heads off down the path on one of our walks down the hill.
And wherever Sid goes Nancy is sure to check it out straight after. Though this being Nancy he managed to fall off the compost bin fence and into the wet soil!
This morning, 12th of Novemeber I discovered that the local wild boar are digging up the land increasingly closer to the house an dmessing up my pathways in doing so! Thankfully they didn’t mess with the Magnolia or any of the trees, so far! What to do?
More boar diggings, on the main path from the house to the Wisteria bench!
Sid came to oversee my compost bagging and filling the ‘bins’ back up with cut grass, looks like he approved but I’ve not seen the officail report as yet.
Sid took advantage of my removing the skirting board (?) under the kitchen cupboards so I could clean under them to hunt for mice and the like.
Back to my usual pace at home after the busy busy time in the UK.
Yesterdays blog pix were all taken on my knackered old Iphone. Todays pictures were all taken on my knackered old Ipad! See if you think there is any qualitative difference. They are btw in reverse chronological order, like that any makes a difference!?
There is it would seem nothing better that a dusty, dirty old pair of my knickers in an equally dusty and dirty old box for Nancy to sleep all afternoon on! Cute eh! Or maybe not now you know the context.
Here’s moi, trying not to follow the urge to cut the grass but instead to follow my fizio’s instructions and rest my beleaguered back! Cool shirt eh!
Nancy is a funny cat by any definition and so the colloquial term “tool” might be applied to him. This picture is thus titled “A tool amongst the tools”. What a wit I am. These gardening tools were not staged, they were in situ, as is, and Nancy joined them, promise!
One of the beings in this picture is a confident, successful and happy being the other is just about scraping by. I’ll let you deduce which is which.
Who would have guessed that Nancy wouldn’t get todays Wordle in four lines?
Sid stalks stealthily off down what is meant to be a path but is now long grass in search of something to play with.
And finally to cool you off after all that hot cat porn, here is hairy Jon and scary Sanja sorry that should be smiley Sanja, should be!
It’s true my back is causing all kinds of trouble for me with its trapped nerve but tbh that’s not a good enough excuse for how slack my blogging has become. Still here’s a bunch of new pix, plenty of cat porn and not too much of me you’ll be glad to know. More soon, I hope.
I showed some guests around the Petrova Monument and was able to use the open gate to the basement area. Note there is a piecee steel covering high up that has recently come loose and swings in the wind, eyes up!
One of my older fruit trees doing its best to brighten up the area wih its blossom.
There’s nothing quite like a good cardboard box to sit in, is there? Well apparently not if you’re a cat!
Our hedgehog is back!! This little fella was sitting on the path as we headed down to check out the woods, he didn’t seem particularly bothered by us but we were glad the cats were not with is this time.
Sanja heads back up home after a long afternoon toiling on the land or Sanja picks up my rake to hurry me up so I can make dinner! Either way its a nice shot of my tree defences before the long grass took over!
Caught on camera by Sanja and watched over by Sid as I plant one of the fruit trees dug upp from around the house and transplanted down the hill.
Time for a hair cut.
From left to right, there’s plastic recycling, metal recycling and then cat recycling!!!
We had some serious flooding recently in Karlovac. The Radonjia almost flooded our road but not quite!
This super bug moved slowly, was unfazed by me or the cats in close proximity and has since disapeared! Any ideas what s/he is?
I have been reliably informed that this is none other than a ‘
Morimus funereus’ which is a rather cool sounding name innit? Thanx Grrt!
Thanks to typically crap Croatian customer service I was without my strimmer for almost three weeks when the grass was growing like mad. So when I fianlly got it back I hadto switch to metal blade for the first time. It looks a little like a Laibach logo but it cuts through the long grass like a dream.
Piles of cut grass along my freshly recut pathways, so much grass to clear and not enough battery charge in me or the Makita to do it!
There are loads of rosehip plants on my land and they are a bit of a thorny problem but they look very pretty when in blossom.
I felt a tad guilty destroying loads of wild strawberry’s whilst strimming my paths in the lower field.
Despite or perhaps because of Marusa’s devastating pruning of the kiwi plant it has bounced back and is now spreading its tentacles all over the place.
There’s a cat on my shirt.
This beauty popped on to a bed as I was stripping it of sheets, but it kindly hung around long enough for a decent close up portarit before buzzing off.
Inbred royalty (and by golly doesn’t he know it!)
I took my latest guest for a walk around the valley – sounds like an innuendo, but ain’t honest! – and the furry freaks joined us for the first bit but decided against following us through the woods (thankfully).
It was a bright and sunny today, I actually unzipped my jacket and took off my scarf at one point! But it was cold in the shade. However it was worth putting the laundry out to freshen up. There are plenty of hard white piles of ice stubbornly hanging on dotted around on the ground. A bucket of ice was just asking to be emptied out into the sun and here it is…..