Puss and Donkey Yarrr!!
Well, as predicted we have spent most of today looking round possible abodes. Some have been ok, some have been abismal. Some have been easy to find, some sent us round the bend in totally the wrong direction. We did benefit from this though as we got muchos exercise and a lovely view of the city (pics soon). Luckily we were aided by the return of donkey woman, and so it was not as haphazard as it could have been. Three superheroes are better than two (especially when it comes to spontaneous matchstick art attacks - more about that later!!). We are off to view more tomorrow, but the best place we have found at the moment is a bit like university halls. It is reasonable rent and includes everything though, and we could move in almost straight away. Plus they let you stay for only three months, which is turning out to be the crux of our problem in finding a flat of our own.
So yes, last night saw the reuniting of The Cunning Linguist, Donkey Woman, and Susan. There was much frivolity and a pleasant evening was had by all. The plan had been to have another game of poker so Susan and DW popped over to the supermarche to pick up some matches and choc to aid the entertainments. An unforseen problem occurred however when it was found Susan had lost the cards, and as noones special powers could conquer this situation, we ended up using the matchsticks to create an art attack on one of the dining room tables. And what a masterpiece it was. The fruit of our labours was Ian the Pirate, a sight to behold.
His message was simple "IAN SAYS RELAX". A very positive message that I hope you all take home with you (or if you are at home, keep it there, and take it out with you too). I will put pics on soon, as they are well worth seeing, but being the crazy fool I am, I picked a computer with no USB connector (or certainly not one that works). There is also a pic to add that explains the title, so quite a lot to look forward to really.
We do spoil you sometimes. Anyhoo, I'd better be off, time for tea I think. Au revoir mon petit pois. J'taime. (et J'aime petit pois - is that already inferred in the previous sentences? Je nais sa pas. Apologies if my French spelling is appauling, I should have left that to the Cunning Linguist). Susan. xx
So yes, last night saw the reuniting of The Cunning Linguist, Donkey Woman, and Susan. There was much frivolity and a pleasant evening was had by all. The plan had been to have another game of poker so Susan and DW popped over to the supermarche to pick up some matches and choc to aid the entertainments. An unforseen problem occurred however when it was found Susan had lost the cards, and as noones special powers could conquer this situation, we ended up using the matchsticks to create an art attack on one of the dining room tables. And what a masterpiece it was. The fruit of our labours was Ian the Pirate, a sight to behold.
His message was simple "IAN SAYS RELAX". A very positive message that I hope you all take home with you (or if you are at home, keep it there, and take it out with you too). I will put pics on soon, as they are well worth seeing, but being the crazy fool I am, I picked a computer with no USB connector (or certainly not one that works). There is also a pic to add that explains the title, so quite a lot to look forward to really.
We do spoil you sometimes. Anyhoo, I'd better be off, time for tea I think. Au revoir mon petit pois. J'taime. (et J'aime petit pois - is that already inferred in the previous sentences? Je nais sa pas. Apologies if my French spelling is appauling, I should have left that to the Cunning Linguist). Susan. xx
posted by Kt @ Saturday, April 01, 2006
1 Comments:
At 8:00 am,
Anonymous said…
Ian says relax. I say "yes, Ian, you are right. Like Frankie (he of going-to-Hollywood fame) before you, you have successfully identified the key to a good life. Relax. Chill. Shirk off the worries of the drab everyday and surrender to a state of laid-back nonplussedness". Well said, that pirate.
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