Here again, and knackered. My watch says virtually nothing, my feet say "go and lie down" and the airport clock is just a collection of wavy lines.
I feel like I've been folded up, ironed flat and stuffed into a drawer with some mothballs for seven hours, then taken out, shaken, given a pair of shoes three sizes too small and made to stand in a gigantic wasps nest for three hours, only to do the folding sheet trick again for five hours.
All this discomfort would be fine if I could look forward to wifey's warm embrace. But no, I just have the prospect of being ripped off ("400 Baht, sir, I pay toll, sir!") for a ride on a 300 year old Avensis to my too-hot apartment, containing nothing but a (probably dead) plant, some tea bags (thank heavens) and a set of drums which just scream "You are inadequate" at me.
More cheerful news to follow as soon as I have a proper kip.
Be good.
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You forget to mention the odd mate waiting to buy you an ice cold beer and the couple of young blondes desperate to see you again
ReplyDeletePeter
I would like to say that life is no longer worth living ... but sadly I cant as you are headed for sunshine and warmth and as a "southerner" I cant think of anything more inviting ... LOL ... sorry Russell I know its going to be tuff but hey you could be stuck in Ireland and the rain is causing me serious mental issues. Sounds like the flight was a bit of a nightmare ... by the time you get home you will have achieved full zombie status ... hurrah!!!
ReplyDeleteWe gained an hour so I am having a lazy morning. Im going to attempt to rescue my garden from the slugs and leaves.
Take it easy and hopefully your plant is still alive ... next time you are going away maybe you should ask Merilyn to look after your plant. You know take it to her like ... for a plants holiday.
I know you are going to enjoy being back in Thailand and eating nice clean food. Ya know you are never going to be the same after this experience. Thanks for mailing from the airport ... you are such a trooper and it was much appreciated.
Please give the blondes a big hug and kiss from me and a howdy to Peter.
Welcome "home" and you are not incompetent on the drums ... maybe your body doesnt understand the instructions your brain is giving it. Have you tried drumming with your feet as well ... that way you may catch all the notes ... LOL (sorry but I saw an octopus drumming in an ad and it made sense ... LOL)
why do i feel guilty it's not my fault..........is it??
ReplyDeletechin up dear, only four weeks!
i must say though the pain has brought out the best in your writing skills!!
btw, tell the blondes to keep their sticky fingers off!!
ps is that enough exclamation marks??!!
xx
hello o,
ReplyDeletethat makes two of us then, maybe we should start a self help group?
Hi Lyn, tried calling but your phone was engaged. How are you holding up? Its long weekend here and a bit odd seeing as Im not doing the marathon or something equally useful. Will have to do gardening tomorrow the leaves have made a mess. I will call you in the morning.
ReplyDelete...aaahhh the pain of a broken heart ... Russell, Lyn is quite right you are very eloquent when you are in pain and I bet if she finds your plant dead you will be even more eloquent ... LOL !!!
The veri word is fatoem ... what do you thank that is ... a fat totem ... *sigh* these verification words are going to drive me mad.
Lyn ... I bought the dogs jackets as maggies is so skinny her ribs are bursting out of her skin ... anyhoo hers is a very practical horse type but Jessies is a bright orange anorak with a fur collar ... very fetching. I will post you a photo. Puss wuss has gone out for the day, she has been watching River Cottage and has gone in search of her dinner in the hedgerows. Is a hedgerow a hedgehogs house???
OK gotta go - its CSI and Im trying to find a way to escape.
love ya madly ... byeee...
Bye Russell - thanks for letting me use your page...
Huigz to you tooo and kisses from the girls (maggie and Jessie LOL!!!)
aaahhh ....HELLOOOOO !!!!!
ReplyDeleteAnybody home ... you there yet??? Where's my fix ... I can get my own dinner but I cant entertain myself ... and dont tell me you have been wallowing in self pity or working hard ... which is one and the same ...
Lynny ... please talk to meee ...
Hugz ...
where's the cheerful nmews?????
ReplyDeletehi o , got your message at 1 in the morning didn't think you would appreciate me ringing back, will ring you!!
crantlev, that's stuff like soapbags that grant leaves behind when he'd been to visit........
ps why are we using russell's blog to speak to each other, everyone can see it.........??*!~*
ReplyDeleteLyn, we are keeping Russell in the loop he thinks nobody tells him anything anymore ... Like you know ... the husband is always the last to know. Where have you been that you only get in at 1 in the morning??? You bad girl.
ReplyDeleteIts all work - work - work here and I had to sweep the back garden - it filled two bags with leaves - honestly the things I do to entertain myself. Oh I also pulled up the sweetpeas. They were ded.
Im going to bed now. Have fun at uni. Russell is your plant still alive. maybe you should ask the ole thai lady who cooks your food down the road to babysit next time ... ha ha ha ... Im trying to find ways to keep a plant alive ... its so saaadddd!!!
Love ya all madly. Lyn gets us a live chat thing going if this is akward for Russell.
Bye