Chrome - the sun on your face, the wind in your hair, the freedom of the road ... a loaf of bread, a jug of wine and thou, beside me in the wilderness.
Plus when the neighbours get annoying, up anchors and sail on.
That's one of my most complicated mixed metaphors yet, I think. :quiet pride:
Serve up your normal meal. Divide it in half and put half back in the warmer. Eat slowly. After an HOUR, if you are still hungry, get the second half. Eat slowly. You won't finish it.
I lost a ton of weight between that and exercise (walking and dancing), and find I can eat anything I like, just less of it.
Molly, I hate hate hate going on holiday alone but also live near the airport. Hey! Meet you in Malaga!
Yes, Scotland on a sunny day - winter OR summer - makes up for the wet ones. When I walk the dog on the foreshore, and the waves are glinting in the sun and the sky is forever, it doesn't matter whether I'm bundled up like a snowman or in summer togs, it still catches my breath after all of these years. In fact snow on the mountains opposite just improves the picture.
Seems I'm part of the most. Maybe I am just a discontented person because I did whinge about the heat in SA. And the snakes, frogs and bugs. Not to mention mozzies at night.
Okay, a place that's hot, but not too hot. Has a week of snow a year, but otherwise is temperate and pleasant, with lots of variety and easy travel options. Where is it?
House. Mortgage. Dog. Cat. Job. Inability to build nests in tall trees, or catch my food on the wing.
They sound awfully like excuses to me. I'm a bit of a gypsy at heart, and right now, right this minute, I would sell up and take to the road in a comfortably-fitted-out gypsy caravan to lead the gypsy life at the drop of that hat.
Thought of another. Well, I've said it before, but not on this handy list for the mods to work off.
Photographs (distant, blurry, whatever) but a new one added every six months at least, so you build up to 8 pics, the oldest dropping off when the next one comes on.
I LIKE pics. I want to see one like this go up. And no, it isn't me.
Molly, who doesn't? Plus there's always the chance with those that they'll be as happy to walk with the dog instead of me. And then all 3 of us are happy.
Comments that make me nervous .. especially in first or early emails.
a) I'm very honest and loyal b) I'm a different person now c) I've never lied in my life d) I tried so hard but e) I'm very generous f) I'm very witty g) I'm deeply religious h) you have a radiant smile, dear
I've never pretended to be perfect, even my profile admits I'm moody. Those who know me best say that's like calling a ten force gale a bit breezy, but the warning is there, read between the lines
BTW I am quoting him with the phrases I used. I have no idea what the lingo is but I think his was pretty dated. Well, so was he. A good ten years older than advertized ...
And hey, Minerva, I agree with the others, you missed a keeper there. Hell, if I could find a guy my size, with good taste, who would buy our joint wardrobe? That's the dream.
But each to their own.
The weirdest I dated started rolling a spliff within minutes (and gee, there was me so pleased to have found a smoker) and confided that he grew so much of the stuff he sold it and made a pretty sweet income out of the proceeds. I passed.
I always wonder
Sola, well done on picking a spot where every prospect pleases, and only man is vileGolly I am on a quoting ROLL