To peek or not to peek

Tony and Sally cooking dinner
Do YOU know the answer to this very poignant question? What the hell is she talking about being another. Allow me to give a loooong explanation. This past December I had the pleasure of meeting the wonderful Tony, my mate Sally's brother, and of having a super supper cooked by him. He was on holiday from Oz – you've got to really love your Sis to leave 35°C for 5°C – and very kindly cooked a lovely meal in a foreign kitchen where you a) can't find things, b)your sister washes things as soon as you put them down (so what if it was the cat food fork..), etc, etc. And just for added pressure, there's a world famous blogger invited. That's me by the way...

From this to this!!!

The beach at Manta Rota, Portugal
I took this photo on one of my beach walks in January and arrived back home a few days later to this.
Our unpassable driveway in France
I was only gone 5 weeks and look what you people have done to the weather! Next year I'm not coming back before spring I tell you. We also arrived back to no water, no telephone and no internet. Might I mention that is ever so slightly displeasing to my tan.

I'm on holiday!

Sorry to be ignoring you, but hubby and I are on holiday for the WHOLE month of January!! But as soon as we're back, I'll tell you all about it and you will be green with envy. Just as a little taster...it's 20C everyday where I am!

Peter, Peter, The Pumpkin Eater – where are you when we need you?!

Deirdre and Joerg with The Pumpkin
Deirdre's (a very good friend of ours) pumpkin was the envy of the whole department. I even know of people who came from other departments to steal glances at her pumpkin. This pumpkin also had the courtesy to grow towards the road so that everyone could admire it's beauty – and there was a lot to be admired. A local police officer was worried about somebody stealing it, but we weren't. A drive-by-pumpkin-stealer was going to have to be a very big lad to lift this 150kg beauty.

Carol's Concoction

Jörg practicing kiting
“Oh sh1t Jörg, your bike's been stolen!“ We were only 20m from our bikes practicing kite surfing techniques and after packing up we turned to our bikes to cycle back to our camper van and one of them was no longer there. Jörg said he would run back the 200m to our van so I set off in hot pursuit in the opposite direction towards the town of Sete 8km away. I do recall thinking, “Hell, wish they'd taken mine, then I could go back to the van.”

Hedgehog Sandwich Anyone?

Heddie the Hedgehog gets a ride
This was my first up close and personal with a hedgehog and I absolutely loved it. Smeared with a little butter and some crushed fresh garlic, it was deelicious. And it comes with its own set of toothpicks to get those last little niggly bits out of your teeth... Calm down, I'm just kidding. This must be just the cutest creature I have ever seen.

Mirande Country Music Festival

Old style music man
I have something to confess: I am a closet Country Western fan. There. It's out. I've kept this secret long enough. I love country music. Not all the time mind you. Too much of it makes you want to jump off even low buildings, just to make it stop.

Farm Friday 9: Duckling Delight

The one and only duckling
“A man walks into a bank, pulls out a gun and demands that the cashier gives him all the money she has. She quickly hands over the money and puts up her hands in fear. The man turns to one of the customers in the bank and asks if he had seen what had just happened. The man says yes, of course he had. So the bank robber shoots him. He then turns to a woman customer and asks if she had seen anything. No I didn't, she says, but my husband did...“

Farm Friday 8: Our very own Flamenco Dancer

Our dancing Flamenco babe
Considering that I am back, I'm not really being successful at terminating my tasks. The list of reasons is as long as the brambles growing in my garden (never heard that one before, have ya?), but one does not wish to complain or draw attention to oneself... HELLO, I'M HERE!!!

The Terminator and I

The Terminator has gone downhill but therefore I am BACK!!
My parents, aunt, uncle and moi

As I have mentioned in other posts long, long ago (sorry!), my wonderful parents moved in with us last April and we thoroughly enjoyed having them with us. Unfortunately, my Dad had a brain haemorrhage in December and although he is doing very well, they have moved to England due to the language barrier. But we will see them often and I am quite happy to have an excuse to visit them over there. The English weather is, um, English weather, but we will still be happy to walk along the beach in our raincoats...! Here is a photo of Mom and Pops taken last summer with my lovely aunt and uncle, Wendles and Peter, who we are very happy to be seeing more of.

I would just like to say THANK YOU to all of you who have stayed faithful to me during this difficult time and I am happy to announce that I will no longer be neglecting me blog and have lots planned from now on.