May I draw your attention to this blog, written by an English mother living in Tanzania who is feeling rather isolated? A sisterly (or even brotherly) visit would be much appreciated.
Thanks GB, a good ape are you. I have perused the Memsahib and liked this particularly.....
"I am writing in the internet cafe I frequent in town (because power at home so unreliable).
Beside me, checking his emails, is a Masai complete with characteristic attire of red ’shuka’, million-mile tyre sandals, alot of beads and earlobes pierced with something weighty when he was young so that that now they almost reach his shoulders.
Despite being - apparently - proficient in technology know-how, he is lacking a hankie. And has an appalling cold."
The power of the interwebbywhatnot still astounds me, daily.
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"One of us is gonna have to give it mouth-to-mouth."
"I say he looks like your side of the family."
"Oh! Thank you very much! You jerk!"
"Now, pal, about the bread: you sure you're gonna eat that bread?"
"I'm sorry, Mum, that it has to end this way. I love you too much...I can't keep you."
"I'm not sorry, Mum, that I have to end it this way. I guess you love us too much...you are trying to keep us apart."
"It's ME amd your DAD, silly!"
'So can you see your feet now that you've moved your eyes further down your head?'
Now you know what a hen looks like to a worm.
May I draw your attention to this blog, written by an English mother living in Tanzania who is feeling rather isolated? A sisterly (or even brotherly) visit would be much appreciated.
Thanks GB, a good ape are you. I have perused the Memsahib and liked this particularly.....
"I am writing in the internet cafe I frequent in town (because power at home so unreliable).
Beside me, checking his emails, is a Masai complete with characteristic attire of red ’shuka’, million-mile tyre sandals, alot of beads and earlobes pierced with something weighty when he was young so that that now they almost reach his shoulders.
Despite being - apparently - proficient in technology know-how, he is lacking a hankie. And has an appalling cold."
The power of the interwebbywhatnot still astounds me, daily.
They're looking into the barrel of a shotgun, that's why their eyes have gone red.
She just didn't see that window did she?
Why do I ever bother to watch TV with you lot around. Oh yes, I don't.
John regretted ever insulting Alfred Hitchcock.
You're our bitch now Orca boy
Can you show me the way to club penguin?
Yes it's two doors down from the puffin club.
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