Spain's pretty good and not too far either! Nice to have friends there now.
I'm not even that keen on travelling, ironically, my ex-husband was which is why I have done as much as I have. The only place I really hankered to see is Egypt and those who have done it weren't raving so maybe that trip down the Nile will never happen.
Oh, and the great train trips. Trans Canada, Trans Australia, the Blue train in SA, Trans Siberia, that's the way to travel. Watch the world pass the window, get up, walk around, go to the dining car, lie down to sleep, oh yes. Really time my premium bonds kicked out that million quid!
Sands, there's a blogger that I know of learning Croatian with a view to moving there, but best hope they see the blog and get in touch with you, rather than me say. It does sound pretty good.
Molly, never yet heard anyone say they didn't enjoy Cuba, definitely keen on the idea!
Both links are locked, I have to ask for access. Might be quicker if we just tell you where we've been and you present us with maps, for of course a small fee if Angel is around?
So - South Africa Zimbabwe Lesotho Swaziland Canada (BC) South Australia New York state, Florida, Spain Italy France Switzerland Germany Austria Netherlands England Wales Scotland -
Might be quicker to say where I want to go! Ireland, definitely. Off to Portugal this week. Back to SA in Oct? Penciling in Cuba for next Feb.
For a mere 50p a year you too can instantly recognize and classify every person you meet within seconds just by asking how they feel about the royals. Depending on which one they like or hate, you can divide people into type and instantly spot the absolute morons, the bigots, the mushy-headed romantics, the easily-fooled, and the terminally stupid. 50p is pretty much the best bargain around.
This should be better known, but is probably a difficult concept to market. Plus then people would know to hide how utterly brain-dead they are to say some of the things they say, and it would lose its effectiveness.
Me? I like Prince Philip's clangers. I love them. He sounds just like my favourite grandfather.
I've not met many people missing limbs and was a little uncomfortable around them - ok sounds ridiculous but I feel guilty. Disabled generally makes me feel that.
And before you glare at me, that's a fairly normal reaction. Disabled beggars get far more money than able-bodied ones, and it is pure social guilt. How can you walk past someone who can't walk? Dig into your pocket and the guilt goes away. Well, you're not only talking about digging into your heart, you're talking about taking on a lifetime of feeling apologetic because you have two arms, two legs, can see, are not in a wheelchair, whatever, and that takes a pretty special person. I'm not.
The down side to all this cleaning is that I have gone as far as sugar soap can take me on the walls. Repainting is required. I give up.
I need a house-painter who will paint for love, is not allergic to cats, lives fairly nearby, has own brushes and ladders, gets on well with hostile dogs or doesn't mind the occasional friendly nip (delete one) and preferably no unnatural vices. Ta.
The blocks on my mailbox will be dropped for the next half hour for your application.
Cal, where are you off to in 3 weeks, what have I missed?
As for focusing the mind I am eating a spanish omelette (breakfast and the other half for lunch). NOT slimming but as I cleaned the fridge I noticed it was about to expire.
I shall have to rely on my luvverly personality, smiling a lot, and moving so fast I'm a blur. Er - Molly - a word, if you would?
D, I LIVE in a trance. That's how the house gets so grubby. I spend most of my time on a higher astral plane, but every now and then the mundane has to intrude. Like realizing the dog-sitter is going to otherwise be looking round in horror, and taking the dog and cat into care.
Ha. Never mind one tax for the rich (low) and one for the poor (high) - I just got a letter about my salary increase. I'm so good, I'm THAT good, I'm getting the maximum available, a whole 3%
The directors of the board are getting 10%. Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, doesn't it?
Z, I do tell myself that I'm earning £8 an hour by doing it myself. And my employers does allow frequent coffee breaks, and is lenient about spots missed.
Maybe time for a CS exchange plan. Contact your local CS person and do each other's cleaning, for decent pay. Bonus, you can then come on CS and make rude comments about the way the other lives.
Seri - music is the only way. I stopped sweeping during Total Eclipse Of The Heart, too many key changes. Michael Jackson should be coming up, watch the dust fly during Smooth Criminal!!
I say 'should be' - I accidentally deleted all my playlists, arrgh, so at the moment am relying on Youtube's idea of my taste. It can be a bit - erratic.
Mick - freezer is the next thing on the list. Surprising how quickly even frozen food can go out of date but once there's room, I'll look into your possibly frivolous suggestion.
Your other suggestion is brilliant. Tell people how to clean? I could do that!
Order them from SA, Sola, shortie pjs for men (like lightweight safari suits) are standard. In fact I had never seen long ones until I got to a colder country. Oh and they have a handy flap at the front for the impatient.
Do you also wear ankle socks to bed? One way and another it sounds to me like you've hit on a test for true love. Any woman who could watch you wriggling out of your pjs, especially knowing you'll probably have lost interest by the time you're in the buff, and not shriek with laughter or run away, is a keeper
I've had a lifetime of people patiently pointing my flaws out to me and the biggest one is being impossible to live with. Bit of a bummer, really. So yup, I'll be here forever.
RE: Ok, where have you been????
Sands, both you and Molly have been to Scotland and didn't visitNext time, okay?