Today I found something great, look the clock was just lying there on the side of the path. At first I couldn’t believe my eyes and thought it was just a discarded, empty candy wrapper. But look, it’s a nice wristwatch from Junghans. The leather strap is no longer noticeable due to the frost and the snow that has now thawed away. The winter has just left its mark, but the clockwork is still working.
The hair grows about one centimeter per month without fertilizer. In one year that will be 12 cm. Once a year is not enough to get your hair cut. When my brother and I were growing up, we went to a special men’s hair saloon with our father. The owner of the shop came from Northern Germany and was related to a large cousin of our grandfather. It had to do with the fact that our great-grandfather Ignatius had married a born Mergenthaler from Knetzgau. In order to show the loosely connectedness with the base, our father accepted the effort and visited this hairdresser in Knetzgau with us boys every few months. It was on the main street in Knetzgau. The Main flows between the two villages of Augsfeld, where we lived, and Knetzgau, where the barber shop was located. So we had to cross the river via the barrages. Drive one kilometer with the tractor to the Main, then walk over the barrage. The water could be seen under the jetty because the transition was covered with a metal grille. Some people got scared. We three men went about it fearlessly. Arrived on the other side of the Main, we walked another nearly kilometer to the hairdressing salon. As soon as we opened the shop door, we smelled the good smell of a hairdressing salon. The men and women were separated. The men’s saloon was always fully occupied. We had to wait until seats became available. The senior boss and his son and a pen were very busy. Various magazines caught our attention. Each of us leafed through a colorful journal. However, the conversations between the customers and the hairdressers working

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