Thursday, 20 December 2007

Visa Gypsies...


Many years ago, a person was lovingly bestowed on me by a random act of slight madness. To this day and hopefully forever! I have manged to preserve a beautiful friendship; which I truly treasure in a very secret place.

I couldn't believe that a year had passed since I last got a beer with this crazy fool. So, on some mad attack when we got home from Austria, I actually took a flight to somewhere very cold, that does not use the Euro!

When I arrived, I had to get some currency as my money was not going to work in this one horse town. I have always had an irrational fear of being robbed by the cash point. (I must point out, I have never been robbed when I have been travelling....only in Derby!)

I am a little stupid when it comes to currency, or it could be lazy, either or! I never seem to grasp my spending (unless its a 2 to 1, like with the dollar, and then I just buy more as I think everything is uber cheap)

So, I took 250.00 doubloon's out of the cash point and slid it quietly into my secret pocket. I scanned the crowds for potential thieves, pickpockets or gypsies with card board. With caution I slowly made my way to the bus stop, hand on pocket, slight sweat on. I had gauged that this would be enough cash for beer and dinner and sundries.

I knew how the evening would roll out.

My friend would be late, but with a perfect excuse that was too wild to disbelieve. There would be drinking and then some, and then some more. Hopefully dinner followed by some more drinking!

The conversation would be deep yet jolly and the universe would once again be balanced.

The only blight to my evening was the two enormous spots on my face from drinking too much in Kaprun and this stupid amount of money I had taken from the cash point. My paranoia faded with the evening and I thought no more about it.

Until the credit card came....I rarely read them, but Roland always enjoys telling me how much of the family fortune I have spent at TK Max.

The money I had been guarding with so much care from the possible robbers etc, worked out to be £11.58!

Saturday, 15 December 2007

Crap or drunk? I can't remember!




I think my arse was stuck to the snow! We had so may layers on that when you fell down it was almost impossible to get back up.

Attractive or what!!!!

Petra's hat looks like a nipple.


and it did,and it did, and it did!

Its snowed and snowed and then snowed some more! We had a brilliant time in Kaprun, I had to get my boots "remoulded" as part of my boot was pressing into a main vein in my leg and it looked like it might explode.
I swear it was nothing to do with the vat of jagermeister we consumed. When the axe falls with that drink it falls. Petra went off to pet some cows with an inbred farmer. And we let her!

Sunday, 9 December 2007

Let is snow, let it snow, let it snow!

The tickets have arrives, I have no job and I have just booked an airline ticket to the snow! And also to some strange place that will end in some sort of small expensive booze cruise mini disaster; but more of that later!

And the kids are staying at home...........for a change



Thursday, 6 December 2007