Today the most wonderful thing happened. It really was a stressful day at the office, the mood is quite depressing at the moment. Anyway I rode almost 20 km (12,4 miles) home on my bike in the motregen. Motregen is a Dutch word for drizzle. Only Motregen is a beautiful word. For the few people (Appy) who can pronounce it. Mot-regen. An old word from the 16th century with it origins of rain like dust. Motregen as anyone knows can make you very, very, very, very wet. One small drop at a time it sucks trough your clothes until it finds a home on your skin.
So Han van Meegeren wasn’t in a wonderful mood. Cold, hungry and wanting to get home. You get the picture. And then I saw a mother with her daughter on their bikes. The mum was holding with one hand her daughter about 6 or 7 years old (how do I know?). And behind them was a smaller child (5 or 6 years) on a smaller bike. With smaller legs on smaller pedals. And next to her was her father. And she shouted: Mam, Mam, Mam. (Mam short for Mama, isn’t it nice all these Dutch words). And the mother without looking back at her child – probably used to this hearing it all day – shouted back, Ja, ja, ja. (Ja is so much shorter then Yes. Pronounce: Jah.) And the kid shouted “Look, I can ride faster than daddy”. Moving her feet like a madman. And she was. Faster than her dad.
It really made my day.