Loulou ah we meet on my blog. where do you work, my first thought would be for a Government department, maybe a local council. But seeing as i have already taken a sneak at your profile, i am going to say at a Hospital of some nature.
Red Tape or whatever we like to call it has certainly gone to the nth degree over the years. I remember once that i needed a new pen and book for a place i worked at. i hade to write to the purchasing officer explaining what i needed and why i needed them. Seeing as i didnt have a pen to write with nor the paper to write upon, i sent him an email which he failed to accept as it was not in writing. What did i do. i had a box of matches and went to the toilet to get some paper towels from there. I lit a match and started to write on the paper towel with the blacken end of the match. i went through about 20 matches before i had written all that i had too. I delivered said paper towel to the purchasing officer who refused my request on the grounds that i had a writing utensil and paper. true story.
Mike and while these corrupt officials are trying to find all the corners of this round earth, they leave behind them such a mess that often i wish the world was flat and they would just fall off.
johnjjm if my memory is correct, there is a certain female member on the blogs that used to be a parking inspector. best i leave it at that, otherwise your temper may flare up like your blood pressure appears to have done.
Abagail I say you run off with tongue firmly planted in cheek. As i said in person to both you and Mike, I considered it my privilege to meet two of natures better people. Although it was only for a short time, i have been left knowing that there are still good people here.
johnjjm settle down my friend, we may have to call the ambulance to take you to hospital where you will stay on the gurny for 3 days due to a shortage of beds available, and of course the ambulance fee will keep you working well past your retirement age just to pay them. BUT on the bright side, you will have nurses attending to you, or at least walking past you, if they are not on strike.
Mike, the tax man is now after me. He didnt know that i was working for the tourist board.
I am a proud Aussie yes sir, but an even prouder Victorian/Melbournian. And as such, when a gentleman that has travelled 10,000km to have a latte/coffee, the very least i can do is to point him in the right direction to Southern Cross station....lol
Mike, Yeah, that was a bit of a slip up. Forgot all about my hat. I'm pleased that you have gone back with so many great memories of Melbourne. After all it has been voted "most liveable city in the world" the last 3 years.
The good thing about memories, No one can take them away from you, they may fade slightly, we may even embellish them from time to time, But memories are ours to keep. I'll smile fondly when i look back at our meeting. 2 guys having a good old chat and soaking up a new found friendship.
Zman Your last comment would indicate that you are one of the Blog Masters....... I wasnt going to mention by name any of them, but now that you have come out of the closet and have admitted to being a blog master, i guess it is only fair others should do the same as you and tell us who they are.
Zman I'm a little worried that this blog might be the encouragement needed to bring some banned members back to life. I'm thinking that we may have to call a meeting of the blog masters so we can improve what the critics say are deplorable blogs.
What's the definition of a good blog And the last time I saw a lady with her lips sealed she was expecting to be kissed. Not to worry the new year will surely bring back some good blogs.
Joleen, may your new house be like a queens castle. I hope it will be blessed with much love and happiness. May your new dreams be fulfilled, and enjoyed. Good on you for doing what you have done. I'm available to attend any "house warming" party you have, to celebrate moving in to your new home.
I think the most important part of your comments cat are
But comes dinner or bed time – whichever the first – the two were reconciled, cooing like doves
My old man (father) i can remember him saying to me, "never let the sun rise with bad feelings in the air"
This is the single most important part of a couple wishing to stay together.
If the sun rises when anger/frustration has brewing over night, the next day becomes worse than the day before. A bit like a molehill becoming a mountain.
That is why our parents managed to stay together so long. they reconciled before things grew to such an extent that they became irreparable. It proves that we failed to learn the lessons our parents taught us.
Cat A persons definition of large can be so varied from one to the next. Maybe it's time for you to define large to your family. May result in gifts you could actually enjoy. A bit like your girl friend.
Santa Zman, Sorry, had some things to attend too. Dolls House and Garage went down a real treat, so much in fact she wanted to take back to her place so she could play 24/7... She absolutely loved it. The smile made it all worthwhile.
Chocheta Now there's three words i am not in fear of. I will melt like butter if she were to say "i love you" papa. Of course i would also melt if a women were to say the same thing to me......
Your Royal Highness thank you so much for your words of encouragement. As you know, Nothing is too much for me to do when it comes to my sweet beautiful little granddaughter. She asked me what i wanted from Santa this year, and i said just to see you (meaning her) smile. And she did. greatest gift ever, and i get it every day i see her.
Zman Surely that is to sad a note to leave on. If its any Consolation mate, I view you as family. A Brother from another mother maybe. After all, we do look alike tonight.
Santa Zman Could be be has fallen off his surf board. Back to work for me. Toys to finish making and pressies to wrap. Directions to follow All that sort of stuff.
Lord Zman... opps or is it Sir Z from Montril What the heck, I'll just call you Zman. I see that we are wearing the same costume. If we were women, that would be a Catastrophe, But for us men, it proves that great minds think alike.
Back to topic at hand, I have had the same person leave comments on my profile pictures. I'd like to meet this person "profile deleted" as they have left some very nice and encouraging comments.
Maybe "profile deleted" has made a comment on the blog above under the guise of a different name...... Merry Christmas..... HO HO HO.....
Shay, i have read your blog and worry. Everyone has a right to mourn the loss of someone close to them, Especially if that person was a family member. there are rules for how you should feel in times like this, nor are there rules that say how long you can or can not mourn for. Only this though, Remember your brother fondly, do not dwell on the last time you saw him, And i am sure, that your brother would want you to continue with your life, thinking of him occasionally and remembering the good times you shared. It is harder at times like this, but you are not alone, you have many friends, myself especially that are with you in mind and spirit. Do not let those unworthy of your friendship/love drag you down. Be Good, Stay Healthy, and remember to Smile. I wish you all the best and trust that 2014 brings you what you throughly deserve, peace and much happiness.
Govt Vs God
Loulouah we meet on my blog.
where do you work,
my first thought would be for a Government department, maybe a local council.
But seeing as i have already taken a sneak at your profile, i am going to say at a Hospital of some nature.
Red Tape or whatever we like to call it has certainly gone to the nth degree over the years.
I remember once that i needed a new pen and book for a place i worked at.
i hade to write to the purchasing officer explaining what i needed and why i needed them.
Seeing as i didnt have a pen to write with nor the paper to write upon,
i sent him an email which he failed to accept as it was not in writing.
What did i do.
i had a box of matches and went to the toilet to get some paper towels from there.
I lit a match and started to write on the paper towel with the blacken end of the match.
i went through about 20 matches before i had written all that i had too.
I delivered said paper towel to the purchasing officer who refused my request on the grounds that i had a writing utensil and paper.
true story.