Montreux, my home, my paradise.

Montreux, my home, my paradise.
Montreux at dusk

21 April 2015

Absolutely wonderful and no words needed

27 January 2015

Sometimes it does not work the way you think

Had destiny wanted it I would be today a retired general of the Swiss army. At the time when I reached 20, military service in Switzerland was mandatory. So I had to go the army. I thought that I would be released after the basic training of 4 month. But my superiors thought that I had what was needed to continue my career in the military and that was fine with me. But during that period (1963/1964) many African countries became independent. And the world started to do development activities. So did Switzerland. The government created its SDC Swiss Agency for Development and Cooperation (that is the name today, at that time it had a different name). They were looking for people. They searched in the army schools for people that would be fit to go. And I was asked. I said yes I would go. So, in 1965 I left for Rwanda for two years. When I came back to Switzerland I wanted to continue with the army. But I was refused to do so. Reason: To make a professional career I had to be lieutenant at the age of 21. And I was 23. Bye Bye army.

Well, I went back to Africa and did work for 20 years in different countries for different activities. But then we had a problem. Our children could not go to school anymore. They had finished primary education. There were some possibilities like boarding school in a different country, sending them to my parents (with my father being sick). We did not like it and decided to go back to Switzerland. For me, having been away so many years, it was quite a difficult moment to adjust to that situation. But I found a good job. I worked for eleven years with a good company. But after 7 years things started to change. We received a new management that was very much geared to "shareholder value". They started to make fundamental changes (with the problem that they did not know anything about the business) and slowly working became "hell". Every Sunday afternoon, thinking that I had to go back the next day, I started to get stomach ache. Then came the day where we announced our year end profit. We were supposed to make 10 million. With pride we said that we made 12 million profit. The answer was why did we not 15 million. That's it. That is what I said to myself and I resigned. As I had some savings I had time to look around for a new job. I needed a new sense in my life.

In 1999, Turkey was hit by a very strong earthquake. And on TV we saw reports of SDC's "Humanitarian Aid Unit" working in Turkey searching for people in the rubble. I thought that I could apply there. I did. They engaged me.

Since then, I found a new sense in my life. I have worked in many humanitarian crises. They all have marked me. They have showed me that this is the kind of work I am made for. And that is why, though I am retired, they always come back and request me to take another mission. And so, in a few weeks, I will go to Liberia to help with the Ebola crisis.

I don't have stomach aches anymore.

PS. The gentleman in the photo is not me. It is the actual Commander in Chief of the Swiss Army.

06 November 2014

It has been a while (and please pay me all due respect now)

I am on a break at home. Since 3 weeks and for another 3 weeks. And then I will return to Jordan. Until end of February 2015. Mid March 2015 I will leave for Liberia to help with the Ebola crisis which, by that time hopefully, will have improved. The consequences of this disaster are enormous. It has shown how frail the countries and their institutions are and how the have been affected. Health, economics and social issues have been disrupted and a lot will needed to be done. We all know that people are dying of Ebola. But nobody talks about the thousands of orphans that need now to be taken care off. Or people dying of Malaria and pregnant women dying at child birth because many dispensaries or clinics are not operational anymore. There will be a lot for work (and time needed) to bring things back only close to normal.

I wanted to post more in the last few month. But I did not get around. We were extremely busy. The influx of Syrian refugees to Jordan has not stopped and we had to open a new camp. This kept us busy, very busy. And now with ISIS and its behaviour we might soon be confronted with another influx of refugees from Irak. And money is getting scarse. The world had never to take care of so many emergency situations at the same time. The Syrian crisis is far from over. Then of course the Ebola requires a lot of money. Things in Yemen and Somalia are turning for the worse. South Sudan and Congo are not faring well too.

And in all this, I am still very much sollicited and I keep getting demands from various organisations. Humanitarian work is getting tougher and there are not enouhg people willing to do this kind of work. I just did my yearly complete medical check and I am top healthy. So, I will continue until the end of 2015. And then, at the age of 72, really retire.

On a complete different, and lighter, mode I have to tell you that I expect you to encounter me with all due respect.

I did purchase a plot of 100 square feet of land in Scotland (see And now I can call myself "Lord", according to Scottish traditional habits. I doubt though that her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II, will consider me as such.
But I know that you will.

21 February 2014

A question

I had a break of one month at home. The whole month of January. And during that time, there was the "Geneva 2" conference on Syria. But as Geneva had many other things going on, the conference was transferred to my lovely hometown. During three days we were under high security. Of course, normal with the presence of Mr. Ban Ki Moon, the Secretary General of the United Nations and many other high level people. After a few days, talks between the belligerents started timidly in Geneva. But there is still a long, long way to go to reach some agreement and understanding and the civil war in Syria continues. And so I am back in Jordan since two weeks.

Our activities are at a turning point. We will change from distribution of food commodities to give vouchers instead. With these, the beneficiaries can go to stores and exchange them for food. I will explain this new way of assisting people in need in another, technical, post.

We have to make a yearly work plan and to that effect we are right now having a retreat in Aqaba at the Red Sea.

A very interesting town. With Eilat, Israel, opposite. A good place for deep sea diving. And with a lot of first class hotels. We are staying

at the Moevenpick Tala Bay Resort. A nice place, a fancy place. With luxury rooms. Excellent food. Makes you feel like a king. Ideal for work and even more ideal to relax.

A question: Why are all the (lovely and kind) restaurant staff from Asia?

29 December 2013

Yes, I remember. It was like this................

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL BORN IN 1930's, 1940's, 50's, 60's, 70's and Early 80's !!! First, you survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, your baby cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paints. You had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when you rode your bikes, you had no helmets, not to mention, the risks you took hitchhiking .. As children, you would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always great fun. You drank water from the garden hosepipe and NOT from a bottle. You shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. You ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but you weren't overweight because...... YOU WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!! You would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach you all day. And you were OK. You would spend hours building your go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out you forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, you learned to solve the problem . You did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........YOU HAD FRIENDS and you went outside and found them! You fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents you played with worms(well most boys did) and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. You made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although you were told it would happen, you did not poke out any eyes. You rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them! Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing you out if you broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. You had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and you learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.


20 December 2013


I lodged a complaint to our human resource and administration department. I told them that their briefing documents on Jordan were not complete. They did not mention that I should have brought my ski along.

The Middle East was hit by a snow storm a week ago. Where I live in Amman it is now OK again. But where our offices are located, on a higher level in Amman, we still have about 50 centimeters of snow. And it is cold, awfully cold. Last week, the temperature in Montreux was higher than the one in Amman.

The sun is shining again since a few days but the snow only melts slowly. We stay put inside to be warm. And my son who also lives on the Arabian peninsula, one and a half hours to fly from here, is having fun at the swimming pool.


04 December 2013

I am feeling GOOD

It has been some time since my last post. For a good reason, I have been extremely busy. It is now a little more than 3 month that I am in Jordan. A wonderful time.

It starts with the signboard above. The word "Welcome" is the whole essence of Jordan. Very welcoming, very friendly and very warm people. Smiley people. And yet, Jordan, as many other countries, has its problems too. In particular now with the influx of Syrian refugees in big number. Prices increase, jobs are getting scarce mainly at laborer level. And yet, the "easy going" but very efficient way is hiding it a bit.

Amman is a bustling town.

I am living in the older part which is "Jebel Amman". This is where the city was built first, originally on 7 hills. I was told that today the city spreads over 19 hills. I have to check that. But the fact is that the roads are going up and down all the time in the city. And I can see that daily when I move around with taxis.

A very good way to move in town. The distance from my home to the office is around 9 kilometers and the fare is about 2 dollars for this trip. The taxis have meters and the amount varies according to the travel time. And when I see a taxi driver stopping for me and he smokes, I say: "Oh, you smoke" and then the driver wants to get rid of the cigarette and I say: "No, I will smoke with you". Because Jordan is a smoker's paradise. Everybody, well almost everybody smokes, men and women. In my residential area is Rainbow Street with dozens of cafes. Where one relaxes drinking a coffee or a tea and smokes, cigarettes and Shisha, the water-pipe.

I will talk in future more about Amman, a very pleasant city.

But Jordan has a lot to offer. Also on this I will dwell longer in the future.

Petra, the historic site with its churches built into the mountain is on my agenda for a visit.

And recently, I had the chance to go to the Dead Sea.

I did stick my finger in the water and licked it. It is indeed very, (very, very) salty.

I am enjoying my stay in Jordan very much even though the work is harsh. You will read more about it. End of this month I am going home for a break and to renew my passport which is about to expire (and does not have empty pages anymore) and next year I will come back to Jordan.

01 September 2013

I should have told you before....

I should have told you before but I simply did not have time. It all went so quick.

Since 3 weeks I am in Amman, Jordan. And I will, as it looks like now, be here until the end of the year. I am working in relation to the situation in Syria and am taking care of Syrian refugees in camps in Jordan.

When I left Liberia at the end of June, I was braced for a period of rest and calm. It was wonderful to attend during two weeks the Montreux Jazz Festival early July, the first time I able to do so since seven years. Then (as I told you in my previous post) I got a message from an ex-colleague of mine who is working for the Syrian crisis in Jordan and telling me that people are needed. She asked for permission to mention me to her boss. Without being specific if he might want me to come. He did want me to come and so I am here.

I have been overwhelmed by Jordan and its people. An extraordinary place. I will write about. A new world has opened to me. A great world.

20 July 2013

And on............

3 weeks ago I came home. The mission in Liberia came to its end. There are still Ivorian refugees in camps, but the emergency situation has cooled down and all assistance activities will now go more in the direction of recovery, rehabilitation and livelihood. Because many of those refugees will most probably stay in Liberia for a long time and might not even return to Côte d'Ivoire.

I have enjoyed my time in Switzerland so far, the more so as in my town the "Montreux Jazz Festival" is on since almost 2 weeks and (after having missed the festival for so many years) I have gone to concerts almost everyday.

But it seems that soon I will be off again.

I have received a request to go to Jordan to help for 6 month with the Syrian crisis and mainly assist the Syrian refugees in camps. Another challenge. Well, it is difficult to say no. People are in dire need of assistance and every hand is welcome.

I will keep you posted.

12 June 2013


I will watch it. On my computer. At the office. In Liberia. Thanks to France 24,

This beautiful "bird" will fly for the first time:

And I will be so proud of European technology. And anxiously waiting for the first time I will fly in this beauty. With my favorite airline "Qatar Airways" who will be the first one to receive the Airbus 350 XWB.

20 May 2013



They almost reached the summit. Switzerland did win the Silver Medal of the 2013 Ice Hockey World Chamionship. After having played and won 9 games, they had to face Sweden in the final. A great job. We Swiss are very proud of you. Congratulations.

These are the guys who got hold of us. The Swedish. 2013 Ice Hockey World Champion. Congratulations.

Sweden and Switzerland are small countries. But now, all the Swiss and all the Swedes are very happy and very proud people. Very happy and very proud.

18 May 2013

Men, Great Men

My mission in Liberia is coming to an end next month. I can look back on some personal enrichment and I am grateful that, after all those many years of working, I still can have such experiences. I have met a lot of people, interesting ones, important ones and great ones. "Big shots". And yet very humble people. I would like to mention two who have marked me.

At the beginning of the Ivorian Refugee Crisis early 2011, when everything was messy and the humanitarian action had to set up, we had a weekly meeting called the HAC (Humanitarian Action Coordination) meeting. As the situation became more stabilised the meeting was held monthly. I presented the activities and results of the food sector.

The meeting was led by Mr. Moustapha Soumaré, Deputy Special Representative of the Secretary General of the United Nations to Liberia. He was also the Humanitarian Coordinator. He is a national of Mali. Rarely, in my life, have I come across a person like him. A real gentleman, very kind, very good, a man who knows his job. And a very humble person. I simply admired him. And I always thought that I was very far from reaching his level as a human being.

What I just wrote, I could make copy/paste for another person.

To assist the population, we need donations. We get them from everywhere. Last year, ECOWAS, the community of West African States, donated rice for the refugees to the Government of Liberia who charged us with the distribution. Last December, the official handing over ceremony from ECOWAS to the Goverment of Liberia was held.

The President of the ECOWAS Comission, Mr. Kadré Désiré Ouedraogo, came personally for this ceremony. He is a national from Burkina Faso and used to be the Prime Minister of that country. During his stay in Liberia he went on a field mission to visit the refugees. I had the pleasure and honor to be part of that mission. As with Mr. Soumaré, I felt very much at ease with him. A real gentleman too.

So, even if you are a "big shot", you still can be a humble person.

I am not a "big shot". But I try to be humble.


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