Hello?
…….
Is this thing on?
…..
Check. Check. Check one two?
*Insert own blowing *noise* into microphone here*
*now unconvinced that last sentence really doesn’t make much sense*
Hello?
…….
Is this thing on?
…..
Check. Check. Check one two?
*Insert own blowing *noise* into microphone here*
*now unconvinced that last sentence really doesn’t make much sense*
Hello my pretties ving*- it has been a while – non? I have no idea what I am going to write here, just thought I should write a little sumpy sumpy.
Merde, life has been busy as! I’ll have to update you all about that when I post again as I am so fracking tired I can’t concentrate! Daylight savings ended here yesterday and although it is well and good to think that you get an extra hours sleep, you don’t! You just wake up at the same time and then I torture myself for a week thinking about what the time REALLY is.. as in right now I am looking at my clock thinking it is 3:57pm but this time last week it was 4:57 pm which is only 3 minutes from 5pm which is only a car drive from hoooome!!
Fuck it. I so tired. Eyes hanging out of head… boing boing. That is them boing-ing out on stalks.
Lord, the way I am carrying on you would think that I was suffering from jet lag and a 10 hour time change rather than a pissy little one hour time change.
I don’t suffer jet lag gladly either. I remember the first time I went to London I arrived at 6am in the morning only to find there was a tube strike and then my suitcase hit me in the back of the knee as we were walking down some steps and I stacked it and then cried like a baby. Then my hostess realised she was locked out of the house and we had to wait for the estate agent to open and then we decided to buy a Christmas tree.
THAT’S surreal experience if you’ve not had any sleep and flown half way across the world.
Then she had to go to work so I made myself a boil-in-a-bag curry while I waited for her plumber to turn up. Fell asleep with face in curry. Woke up to plumber banging on the door, answered the door with curry and rice stuck to face. I think he was convinced I had just had a huge joint and was in the middle of my munchies.
Anyway. Rambling.
Later I shall tell you about holidays and trips away and lovely visitors!!
Chow chow brown cows xx
*what is this “ving”? Is it missing from another part of my post? I can’t find from whence it came or am I just so tired I am just inserting made up words?
But I will try.
How do you write a post on your blog when your countrymen are hurting?

We’ve had bushfires before, but never to this extent.
I feel this odd guilt that I have never had to face the horror of a bushfire and yet other people have been through this before – once, twice and even three times.
A lot were prepared. They filled their gutters. They disconnected the gas. They fireproofed their properties. They stayed and fought. They tried to flee. A lot of it was to no avail.
How can I believe in God when he lets these things happen?
When I read of whole families killed, whole towns almost wiped off the map and of native animal populations almost decimated in the affected area?
When I read that one or more people may have deliberately lit some of the fires?
But then how can I not believe in God when I read the amazing stories of survival, self-sacrifice, love and human kindness?
So I am challenging you dear friends – make your lunch today and donate the money you saved to the Red Cross. Every little bit counts.
make it this one. I’m not a big laugher – I kind of laugh internally but this, this made me really, really LAUGH.
“This is my 7 year old son who had an extra tooth removed last summer, 2008. I had the camera because he was so nervous before I wanted him to see before and after.
He was so out of it after, I had to carry him out of the office. The staff was laughing and I had tears it was so funny.
He is doing fine now and the teeth are great.”
Take it away David…
Click here. I think it’s hilarious.
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