Monthly Archives: July 2010
Gnashers
‘Please Grandma, please’ All big dark saucer-eyes, the little tyke begged convincingly with the type of appeal that a major advertising agency would be proud of. He pointed fat chubby fingers at the lollies stashed by the counter. ‘No, not … Continue reading
Posted in British humour, carefree childhood, Family, Friday Funny, humour, My mother
Tagged false teeth, Friday Funny, funny
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Rose Tinted Glasses
Some days I can’t see anything but darkness. Black and white photo images that mirror my black and white mood. Stark. Spare. Skeletal, life without flesh. Life leeched of colour. Some days I don’t see black. I simply don’t see. … Continue reading
Posted in belief, inspiration
Tagged beautiful nature, photography, rose-tinted glasses, The Gallery
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The Night of Walking Zombies
We have sleep issues, in our house. We don’t. Between my Englishman who is working hard on becoming a workaholic, myself who is a reformed workaholic (so I tell myself), Dark Princess who rises at dawn irrespective of when she … Continue reading
Posted in Family, humour, my Englishman, Son, step parenting
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God Complex
I don’t get it. I understand how someone can contemplate taking their own life. I know it’s a mortal sin as far as some religions are concerned, but I believe that God sees the pain and confusion that individual is … Continue reading
Is fidelity too much to expect?
I heard something I found really strange the other day and I’ve been trying to think of a way to blog about it. I need your opinions. I’m not sure if my reaction to what I heard is a function … Continue reading
Posted in bad day, expat life
Tagged boyfriend cheated, cheating, feminism, fidelity, morals, mores
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So Long and Thanks for all the Fish
What happened? Did the Channel dry up? Fish n Chips used to be the English national dish. I know this because in New Zealand, we were brought up on fish n chips and as everyone knows NZ is like a … Continue reading
Posted in bad day, kiwi expat, my Englishman
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That’s how we kept what we gave away
My favourite song from backpacking days: “Comes a time, when you’re drifting, Comes a time when you settle down….. We were right, we were giving, That’s how we kept what we gave away” Just picture me aged 20 dressed in … Continue reading
Posted in belief, Blogging Success
Tagged blogging, co-dependency, needing to be needed
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The Fear
IN 30minutes my office will be invaded. I am defenceless. The MI5 aren’t going to climb out onto the balcony for this one. Somehow I have to get through it. IN 30 minutes the summer holidays will have begun, for … Continue reading
Posted in carefree childhood, childhood, expat life, Family, housework, humour, my Englishman, Relationships, teenagers
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Paradise Lost
“Is it dead? Is it?” I looked down but couldn’t see through tears threatening to slip down my cheeks. Moisture for the dusty Fijian track. I could see fur, and a flash of thick pink tongue and dark blood. So … Continue reading
Posted in carefree childhood, childhood, expat life, Family, Fiji, My mother, Travelling, Vatakoula
Tagged childhood, death, dog, Fiji, goldmines, paradise lost, terrorism, Vatakoula
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Are You Over-friendly?
Sorry I have no room. No room in my digital little black book for any more. I’ve got those who’ll cry big wet tears with me when times are bad, those who’ll take the piss with me. There are others … Continue reading
