R.I.P. “Prof”

Sid Watkins, Formula One’s doctor died today at age 84. Personally responsible for saving the lives of drivers Gerhard BergerMartin DonnellyÉrik ComasMika HäkkinenRubens Barrichello and Karl Wendlinger, he revolutionized the emergency medical treatment of crash-related traumas which, until 1978, had been confined to a trackside tent.

His autobiography, Life at the Limit: Triumph and Tragedy in Formula One remains a great read!

In 1985 he was presented a trophy during the British Grand Prix driver’s Grand Prix. It was engraved:

To the Prof, our thanks for your invaluable contribution to Formula 1. Nice to know you’re there!

12 Years..

Brasserie Lipp: 20 Years-20 Oysters-20 CHF!

For some weird reason, the Brasserie Lipp is one of my favorite restaurants in Zürich. And I say “weird” because the food isn’t particularly outstanding; in fact, more often than not, I get the impression that each individual components of any particular dish have been carefully weighed to ensure the largest possible gross margin. And the prices are pretty outrageous as well..

But it remains one of the best places to eat fresh seafood in Switzerland’s financial capital, so a regular visit is inevitable (I’m pretty certain Vic would NOT forgive me if we ever cancelled our yearly autumnal Dad+Daughter Shopping Spree cum Plate of Whelks…)!

And as it happens, the Brasserie Lipp is currently celebrating its 20th year of existence and, amongst other special propositions, is offering

20 No 4 Oysters for 20 Swiss Francs


August 31, 2010!

Time to make a quick visit to Zürich, I’d say!

For example Lunch? Today? 8O

It’s That Day, Again..

And They Told Me That English is an Easy Language…

We’ll begin with a box, and the plura:-)

lt is boxes, but the plural of ox became oxen not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men, why shouldn’t the plural of pan be called pen? If I spoke of my foot and show you my feet, and I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, why shouldn’t the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and three would be those, yet hat in the plural would never be hose, and the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, but though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, but imagine the feminine, she, shis and shim.

Let’s face it: English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger; neither apple, nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea, nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?

We ship by truck but send cargo by ship. We have noses that run and feet that smell. And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which an alarm goes off by going on.

So if Father is Pop, how come Mother isn’t Mop And if Mum is Mummy, then Daddy must be Dummy!!

Via DBW.

Cocktail of the Week

TGIF, I’d say!

Sick of Margaritas? Then give a Jack Dempsey a try:


  • 2 cl Calvados
  • 2 cl Gin
  • 2 cl Triple Sec Curaçao (or Grand Marnier/Cointreau)
  • 2 cl Lemon Juice
  • 1 cl Grenadine sirup
  • a couple of drops of Pastis



Put all ingredients and a couple of ice cubes into a shaker and….. “Shake It, Baby!”

And BTW: Jack Dempsey aka “The Manassa Mauler” was an American boxer who held the world heavyweight title from 1919 to 1926. Dempsey’s aggressive style and exceptional punching power made him one of the most popular boxers in history. Many of his fights set financial and attendance records, including the first million dollar gate.

Frequent Traveller?

So close, I’m sooo damn close!

After having jetted back and forth to London this Spring on various Sarah-related missions, I was thrilled when, having received my Swiss Air Lines Miles & More account overview today, I was informed that, with just a little bit of effort, I could achieve my long sought-after Frequent Traveller status!!


Not to sure what benefits this includes, though. But never mind; take a look at this status bar:

I am soo close!!

And the remaining effort is pretty reasonable, I’d say:

I can already smell the sweet scent of success!