Here I would love to share with you our travels and adventures as international mushroom consultants. MEMOIRS about husband Pieter Vedder, who was a SCIENTIFIC PIONEER in Commercial Mushroom Cultivation Education. His practical handbook is in 9 languages and is called the MUSHROOM BIBLE: https://mariettesbacktobasics.blogspot.com/2020/08/modern-mushroom-growing-2020-harvesting.html
Pieter's favorite soft and supple lambskin jacket that he got from Pond's India from their upscale Leather Garments Factory.
Pieter patting a Wallaby in Healesville Sanctuary, Australia on September 27, 1992
Probably the photo with the most NEW lambskin jacket... as he got it in February of 1992.
This is taken at The Spa at Norwich Inn on April 20, 1997 when we did consulting work and stayed at one of their Villas.
This is taken on February 9, 2002 when we were on the bus to Beatle Mania!
Over the years, the upper part in the back got faded and also on one shoulder...
With black leather dye I did touch it up... from LeatherNu click it
For quite some days I had to wait for finally being able to make a photo with good light!
This got taken on January 5.
The back side... this photo is not lightened or whatever.
Perfect for wearing end of January together with Pieter's wool Fedora hat...
Yes, we both have one, mine got ordered here in the USA.
Wearing it with my black Escada jeans and scarf with my rib cord newsboy cap...
After having been to the Congress in Hong Kong, we continued traveling to Australia for another Congress in Sydney.
Next we flew to Melbourne for a weekend at the Grand Hyatt, using our points.
On Saturday, September 4, 1993 we went to an Italian shop, run by an Italian so I was happy being able to chat with her. In the window we'd already eyed a beautiful tan Saddlebag from The Bridge, Italy.
Now I became its happy owner!
Loved the lock and the stitching around the cording.
So did my sister Diny's pet-rabbit, as it managed to chew a hole in it, while we were visiting her on September 18, 1994... 🐇
Screenshot from video taken at the Gardens of the Alhambra in Spain, with the saddlebag.
We had visited Diny prior to that vacation by bus via France, into Spain and Portugal.
April 20, 1997 at The Spa at Norwich Inn in Connecticut where we stayed at one of their villas during our consulting work. Wearing my saddlebag (left in picture).
At the local café in Groessen, The Netherlands, Mr. Holland, also coalman and grocer, had set up a make-shift studio.
That make-shift studio came from Apeldoorn, a bigger city in the Province of Gelderland.
GELUIDSTECHNISCH BUREAU - SOUND TECHNICAL BUREAU
JAC van Wijk, APELDOORN
Once again: Grateful to NIMH The Netherlands for extracting its contents! See for more info link below from first post at bottom where I explain about donating these records to the Dutch Institute for Military History
Nederlands Instituut voor Militaire Historie
Ministerie van Defensie
Photo is from a couple of years earlier where Pieter played on his Hohner.
This recording he did with his beloved Soberano.
Husband Pieter playing on his accordion two songs for his Marine brother serving in Indonesia...
Aan de over van de Beuly in Dutch
On the banks of the Breuly
Between Ooy and Zevenaar
A frog sat loudly crying
With his hands in his hair
Dear little one, the mother spoke
See yonder that stork
't Is the murderer of you father
He ate him with skin and hair
Dammit, spoke the little
Did the tall one do that
When later I'm big and strong
I'll sure beat him up
The little one grew up
Again he saw that stork
And you won't believe it
He ate him with skin and hair
On the banks of the Breuly
Between Ooy and Zevenaar
A frog sat crying loudly
With his hands in his hair
Cheerio Holland
I sing you a song full of sway and pleasure
Of Holland, proud but small
The land of the dunes, the forests and sea
Where all those mills are
From the flower bulb fields, the butter and cheese
Foremost of Dutch generosity
Where, that they are free again
And again be so welcoming
There I prefer to be of all
refrain:
Cheerio! Cheerio! In Holland there they sing like this
Away with the worries and away with the sadness
We will get there, even though we are not there yet
Because the boys of Tromp and Piet Hein
They will not get them down
We had the moth in it for five years
But now things are turning
And Dutch we want to be
The Dutch engineers are known
They make this country great
They dig channels and dampen the sea
Exactly if it is just a ditch
And it is again so beautiful in the forest or the heath
The Betuwe and in the Gooi
And the girls, blast it
That is Holland's glory
With that Holland is so beautiful
refrain
That country is known for its Deventer Cake
Oysters from Zierikzee
Pipes from Gouda, its Peace Palace
And by its Heroes of the Sea
Because of its great civility, Moerdijk (technoport), K.L.M (Royal Dutch Airlines)
The folklore of Volendam
And Dutch prosperity
The good old gin
That wonderful drink from Schiedam
refrain
On June 17, 1949 Pieter's Parents had their 25th Wedding Anniversary but the two boys were not yet home...
After numerous letters and this very unique Gevaphone greeting, the brothers finally got home after the 25th wedding anniversary in 1949... Toon (Anthony) departed from Indonesia on September 3, on the Vessel Kota Inten. Toon was in the possession of some personal items from one of his comrades that did NOT make it back out alive. He was not able to deliver them to the young Marine's Parents though but requested Pieter to do it for him... So Pieter went to the place of Elst, as he recalls, amidst the many fruit trees in that area. He remembers vividly the emotions that came with that. Of course, they invited him inside and asked several questions to which Pieter only could reply, sorry I cannot give you any more information as I was not there... He never will forget the very emotional impact it had on his young life! While the two older brothers served, Pieter was summoned to serve. One of the City Council Members advised Pieter's Dad to request dispensation as he already had two of his older sons serving at war and he needed a hand for his greenhouses as he himself had severe back problems. So Pieter drove with his Dad, in their Volkswagen Beetle to Arnhem, the capital of their Province of Gelderland, to see Dr. Hoefnagels a famous specialist for back problems at the Arnhem Hospital. Somewhat timidly Pieter's Dad stepped in at the doctor's office who asked him in some surly and authoritarian way, 'what are the problems?!' Pieter's Dad shyly replied: 'My back' to which the doctor snarled: 'What back, where back?!' To which Pieter's Dad said: 'If YOU don't know where the back is, I'm at the wrong place here.' Pieter's Dad turned around and Pieter can still hear his voice saying: 'You just go and serve, I don't need this!' All in all, Pieter was rather proud of him, regardless the result of this visit. And thus, husband Pieter had to serve!