Reading time: < 1 min “…since he began his feet on Friday night.” A passing mention to someone I used to admire and now think has gone a little too far. The real queston is, what has be began.. on his feet? with his feet? between or under his feet? I’m confused now…
Reading time: < 1 min No motivation, post holiday blues. So I’ll fill a little time by telling you a story. In a village in Spain, a woman of undetermined age (let’s say she’s my mother-in-law) is accompanied by her daughter to a shop to buy postage stamps. They approach the counter, behind which sits an elderly Spaniard. In her…
Reading time: < 1 min Whilst we were away my Gran was taken into hospital. She is fine now, but my Mum was a bit worried about her, as was I, I’m just back from visiting her at the hospital and don’t have the energy to post about our holiday. Expect more tomorrow and probably a few choice photos too.…
Reading time: < 1 min Unpacking, finding gifts, washing clothes, deleting emails, trying to catch up on blogroll and about to open a bottle of wine before going to bed. Probably more … mañana..
Reading time: < 1 min I’ve finally succumbed to the internet cafe. I’ve walked past it every couple of days, and ignored it’s calls. It’s not so easy once I’ve had a couple of cerveza (hic). Will catch up with you all on Sunday (if I’m not cutting the grass), and the stories of the holiday will be told, including…