It’s a dog’s love.

Rex

Meet Rex. A beautiful Alsation or German Shepherd. Family dog circa 1965. Mum adored him and it was mutual. They were practically married.

Rex was a large and beautiful dog. He was only one year old when this photograph was taken by Daddy during a social event at the local rec (recreation ground) in Crowthorne, Berkshire.

Rex adored Mum and Mum was crazy about Rex, however, Rex also had another great love. Male dogs. He tried on more than one occasion to impregnate a fellow dog and for his troubles he contracted a disease which resulted in a bright purple solution being applied to his… err… lipstick. Well! I’m being polite. As I say, he was a big dog and this applied to all parts of his body. Including his lipstick.

The vet duly painted Rex’s pertinent part with this aforementioned medicine which was so bright the poor dog may as well have had a neon sign on his head saying “Look at me!”

As much as Mum loved Rex she was too embarrassed to be seen out in public for all the world to see her dog going about with an aubergine hanging between his legs and thus taking the dog for a walk became Dad’s job. At least until the disease cleared up and things went back to normal.

Shortly after this episode I was feeling momentarily impish and I think possibly trying to get to Mum. I walked over to Rex who was pottering about in the garden, stood behind him and pulled his tail. Not hard. I was barely five years old at the time I didn’t have a lot of strength but I gave it a tug and he whipped round and had me pinned to the ground quicker than you could say, “I’m not too keen on little girls either so get lost, kid.”

There was I on the grass flat on my back staring up at this face with fangs staring down at me when moments later he jumped off and I scrambled to my feet. I wasn’t hurt but my little red corduroy pinafore dress was torn on both shoulders.

Right, I thought, I’m not having this. I walked indoors, changed into my little green matching corduroy pinafore dress, stopping only to complain to Mum on the way who basically told me it was my own fault. And it was. But still I hadn’t learnt my lesson as I went outside and did it again.

Quicker than a Bruce Lee kick I found myself back on the ground with a face panting over me. That’s when I gave in. Two dresses ruined in one day I submitted defeat, learnt my lesson, never did anything like that again, appreciated Mum could love both me and Rex, and salvaged what was left of my wardrobe.

RIP Rex. Beautiful dogs. I adore Alsations but for some reason to this day where German Shepherds are concerned it’s never been reciprocated. Weird or what? And with a name like Wolf too.

Wolfie.

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Sloppy Joe and Fish Fingers

-4- Rosemary Bach circa 1966

It is I. Circa 1966. My brother, Richard, in the background on holiday on the beach in Bournemouth, UK. Wearing the same hairstyle as of today including the same determined expression. Building sandcastles was a serious business. Photo taken by Dad, Rolf Bach, professional photographer.

It’s a bit nippy out. On the odd occasion I have bravely ventured outside all snuggled up in my cardboard box… I’m kidding! Little joke, or yoke seeing as I’m in Germany. I’m referring to a previous blog entry about expensive coats and the boxes in which they arrive.

I’m snuggled up in plenty of layers consisting of my vest I wear all year round, a long-sleeved thermal top I also wear all year round, a woolly polo neck jumper and on top of that a huge sloppy joe and my Dents cashmere-lined gloves and my hands still feel like frozen fish fingers. And I care not if I do look like the Michelin man. So what! Dare I tell you what I wear on my head? A jumper. Absolutely! An unused jumper I was about to throw away but instead in a flurry of creativity I transformed it into a hat. It works too. And I don’t appear to be on the receiving end of any titters, pointing or funny stares either.

“Ooh, look at her Helga, she’s wearing a jumper on head!”
“Ach ja, what do you expect, Gudrun, these Brits are a strange lot indeed.”
“Ja, I suppose you are right… (pause)… at least it makes a change from knotted handkerchiefs.”

Yep! Done my bit for recycling and it keeps my bonce warm.

On that note I do hope you’re all keeping cosy. My cousin three times and once removed told me how snowy and chilly it is in New York State right now. It hasn’t snowed here, yet. I think it’s waiting for the right moment like when all our Calor gas bottles are empty.

And the significance between joke and yoke? In the German language the letter J is pronounced as Y. Absolutely! I do not yest with you.

TTFN wolf cubs and take care,
Next time,
Wolfie.

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Enigma by Wolf Black aka Rosemary Bach-Holzer

Out with the old and in with the new?

MPJ - Mum at Pontins, Jersey May 1966

Looking back as we go forward to 2014. Mum on the far left having won a prize (I think for scrabble) next to her stands the ubiquitous sixties, suave and sexy compère and to his right, Miss Pontins in person. Wonderful stuff.

How was your Christmas? Festive, merry and full of contemplation? Although that last bit probably belongs in the New Year along with your good resolutions that last all of a week. Two if you’re lucky.

Yes, I will be nicer to next door’s cat even if he does relieve himself all over my roses.

No, I won’t swear and wish horrible things on the driver who nips in front of me without so much of a flash of an indicator instead of waiting patiently in line like everyone else.

Actually, cut that one. As for the first resolution personally I have no problem with any animal in my garden but I do wish dog owners would clean up after the poor thing has done its business in public. The animal would if it could and whilst dog owners have this ability many choose not to exercise it.

And finally, yes, I will endeavour to stick to my New Year resolution list for at least six months if not the whole year.

And I have one more to add to that. Why not make it your resolution to read more? And I know just the books… what!

Happy New Year to one and all and let’s wish the same to everyone else.

Peace and Happiness.

See you in 2014!
Wolfie

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Might as well wear the box in which it arrived!

Musings Amusing by Rosemary Bach-Holzer

Well, here we are, wolf cubs, two days before Christmas. Bought all your Christmas presents? Clothes? Books? Talking of books… a nice little free download might not go down with the aplomb of an overcooked turkey so hard you could wear the leg as a shoe. Yes, “Enigma” continues to be well received. Thank you very much all concerned for that.

Or you can always skip over to my other side… ho ho. Not what you think. The real me as in Rosemary and seeing as it’s the silly season a gander at either “Musings Amusing” or “Cat Tales” might be just the thing when you’re sitting down wishing you hadn’t eaten that last mince pie whilst desperately needing something to take your mind off the fact it’s working its way back up your gullet. Reach for your eBook or PC or all those other electronic whiz bang pop things and have a good laugh and a titter!

And as for clothes. Well, I admit, I did purchase that horribly outrageously expensive coat and have to say, was delighted when it arrived and once upon my skinny frame, looked terrible! Just awful! I’d have been better off wearing the box in which it came. It was sent back post-haste without any regrets.

Stick to my old baggy jumper and thermals or dig out my trusty velvet Pearce Fionda from the nineties. A little worse for wear but quality lasts and I can always hide the bald bits with a scarf. Yes, thanks to car seat belts my coat lapels went somewhat bald… at which point I shall sign off as I can feel a tirade coming on.

Happy Christmas and make it a great one!

Wolfie aka Rosemary.

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Rubber rings ahoy!

Rubber rings ahoy

No coats, cashmere or otherwise, required here. Got something in my finger, probably from somewhere nasty as Bournemouth did tend to have a sewage problem to which brother Richard gave his immediate attention. Caught on camera by a professional photographer, my father, Rolf Bach.

 

I blame Stuart. Totally. Who? Stuart Le Fanu, a fictitious detective. British, charming, wealthy, debonair and partner and close friend of Dick Love, also a fictitious detective, American, down-to-earth, loves his dog. Both of whom are the key players in “Enigma”.

Stuart, and Love, dress well. Nicely. It’s important. It gives the reader a complete picture. It tells them who these people really are. My fingers tapped their way into the website of a retailer which Stuart frequents and there I discovered it. My quandary. My conscience.

Clothes do indeed speak volumes but if I spend GBP 900.00 on a GBP 1,200.00 coat in the winter sale what does that say about me?

It’s tempting but can one truly justify spending GBP 900.00 on a coat? Even if it is 100% quality cashmere and full-length. Really? It would keep me warm though as I do feel the cold terribly, disgustingly so, and it would be a one-time buy only…

Your thoughts?

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Talk. Tape. Take.

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Seeing as “Enigma” does evoke comments about a gentleman and his attire, I thought this picture appropriate plus it lends some class to the proceedings. Who is the gentleman in question? It is my playwright grandfather, Ernst Bach, dressed up to the hilt taken during the Edwardian era. Yes, really, that long ago. Charming.

 

And what little nuggets of interest do I have to embark this week, hmm? I have done an interview with Smashwords and thought you might like to have a shifty at it. I kept the answers concise purely to prevent inordinate amounts of tedium overpowering you like a blanket of frustrating fog. Most considerate of me I thought, not to mention restrained because you know what, writers love to talk about themselves, their books, their favourite pens, notepads, future books, past books, what they had for dinner last night, their cars, their cats…. Cats? Cars? Really? Funny you should say that because I have this great tale about… hello? My screen just went blank.

The following is an excerpt from a recent review posted on Smashwords. I added it as an afterthought as I thought it relevant to the blog.

“The way the detectives are described is unusual in the sense that a lot of time is spent describing their dress sense and the value of their clothing. Although I initially thought that this would distract from the story it in fact made it a lot better and gave a whole new slant on the story making the characters seem more human. I also liked the introduction of the dog which helped even more and allowed me to relate to the two detectives. In fact I thought all the characters worked well as did the descriptions of the locations.”

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“Enigma” the controversial book?

Big hair, brown walls, must be the 80s

Big hair. Brown walls. If you think this is the 80s you’d be absolutely right!

 

“Enigma” is the eBook which appears to be causing controversial comments as opposed to it being controversial per se.

Indeed, it appears my readers have strong feelings towards the accurate and detailed description of the clothes, cars, homes… depicted in the book – they either love it or hate it!

But it’s all done entirely on purpose. Everything in the book has been done for a reason.

I am fully aware there is an odd paragraph in which a certain phrase is repeated, but thanks for pointing that out. I am fully aware the characters are being described as removing or putting on their clothes using a favoured phrase, but thanks for pointing that out. In music it is known as ostinato.

Read any Lee Child lately? In one book Lee describes the pavement and stairs on which Reacher was staking out a property in infinite detail. I thought, hmm… I could come to New York tomorrow and I’d be able to pick out these steps. If they existed. Lots, of detail there, Lee, but I liked it!

And it got me thinking.

It appears “Enigma” has got a lot of you out there thinking too. Good or bad – it’s good.

But that’s the thing. Practically every location and every piece of clothing actually exists. Toddle off to your local Google map and look up these places.

Wolf Black takes you there. You are there. It’s Black’s signature.

Go with it. Or not.

Which leaves me only to say again a ginormous thank you to everyone who has left reviews on Smashwords. Wolf Black is speaking and you hear him totally. That is SO, SO COOL.

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