Can you tell me the way to...

It was beginning to smell.
Even driving along with the windows right down there was a definite pong starting to climb up my nostrils and slowly irritate the back of my throat.
A heady aroma of rotting vegetables and a half eaten fish pie from the other night. The empty yoghurt cartons, stale bread and congealed pasta were mild in comparison.

"You've missed the turning, it can't be this far."

We were doing a favour for a friend we were staying with. Taking some rubbish to the tip because the bin was full. She hadn't put the bin out and the bins were only emptied every two weeks. We had been doing a bit of gardening too and some older garden rubbish added to the melange. Only now it was a sunny day and getting warmer and smellier by the minute. We were lost deep in the countryside, not a village, town or tip in sight.

"Why don't you turn round."

"If you carry on much further we can take it to the tip back at home, if we're not overcome by the whiff first! I thought you knew where you were going and she'd given you directions?"

"I did, she did, but she doesn't drive and you know what females and directions are like."

You know instantly when you have put your foot in it. I was up to about the knee by now and sinking. The sisterhood always stuck together. Their sense of direction and map reading skills in a car are second to none. It's just they sometimes take a scenic route or slight detour because it's a nice way to go. I would never ever dare suggest they were talking so much they missed the signpost or turning.

"And if you didn't just keep on going, and stopped, perhaps asked for directions. Whoops, men don't do that, stop and ask for directions. Oh no, it's the caveman hunter instinct. You always know where you are and the way home. Well, we're not going home, we're going to the tip so stop at the next town and I will get out and ask!"

"Don't be long, smell gets worse when you stop."

So we stopped and got directions and found the tip was 3 miles up the road and you couldn't miss it.

"See," I said triumphantly, "told you we'd find it!"
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well Virgo i wasn't quite headed there but nearly ended up there....rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing
You shoulda double bagged laugh

Anyway even if you did stop to ask you can be sure you would have asked a non english speaking eskimo on holidays who had lost their map. dunno
NON,
my sentiments exactly,
Asking for directions from a stranger can often be fraught with danger.....doh
Can you tell me the way to...

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Nessa,
I think ive been everywhere on that map......rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing
the other night i was laying in my lounge watching tv and smelled something like wet dog, i sniffed everywhere and eventually stopped and continued watching,the next night it was worse and i coudnt take it, i lifted and moved furniture, and there i found it a dead mouse! even wrapped in 3plastic bags the smell was revolting
Cherrie....eeewwww yuk......
Not you dear, wave the dead mouse......doh
at least it came with its wrappings still on


teddybear
backintolight,
Watch your language young lady, i will have to wash your mouth out with soap.......rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing
Only Joking....
yuk another dead mouse story......
seriously back the cats here are lazy! they rather eat rice, the geckos lazy too, dont bother catching mossies, just rice! every day ricelaugh
Cherrie,
you have to move away from those darn founded rice fields then.....rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing
have you been there oftenlaugh
Nessa,
thank you, the smell was getting atrocious, you may just have saved this blog from the junk heap.applause applause hug
women and directions, eh? tongue laugh At least we, women, still know how to operate GPS professor

Asking directions is important, very important anyway especially when a road got blocked without prior notice and the bloody GPS led your way to the same road again, and again, and again...roll eyes

Patience...is leading your path to reach your destination professor grin
reminds me of something i used to say to my brother all the time when he complained about smelling something bad... I said aren't you used to that by now?? your mouth is right under your nose.
Lachi,
is it safe to come out from under the blankets?
But women (not all) do often confuse how to read road maps.
Hiding again......grin doh
Teddy,
Seems my blog was not the only one on the nose overnight (my time).

dunno dunno cheers handshake
I wouldn't know mate.. haven't been able to check in today since i didn't had a break at work.
hard day on the road Teddy,
Sit back have a beer (just one) and unwind my friend.
I'm only drinking water nowadays mate.. gotta stick to my diet... But a virtual beer won't hurt i guess so cheers cheers
Next week the big day arrives hey...Hope all goes well my friend.
Just for a change, neither of us have been or are in trouble.
How about that....thumbs up thumbs up
the night is still young on my end simmo.. but i hope things stay this calm
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