"My retirement sandpit" We were cementing the village road some 15 years ago on local government request when the mayor, János Kovács, called me away saying he wanted to show me something. He took me up the mountain with the obvious intention of selling me a lot producing grapes and then I would do up the local roads myself. We started out but I did not really like the lot at the bottom of the hill. He just kept insisting that I should follow him. We reached the hill where the belfry now stands. I went to the edge, looked around, and forgot instantly about all the tension of that day’s work. It was a decisive moment as it led me to the path resulting in the Öreghegy apartments and farm. I kept buying one lot after the other according to my financial possibilities. First I just bought a lot producing grapes, then I would have liked to have a couple of animals to be able to evoke the most important components of country life: the chiming of the bells, the animals, the people with frankness in their eyes and thus recall my childhood years, my roots.