Off2Oz

I don't like gardening but I love having the big garden. We bought the house for the garden and the kids love it.

I like sprouts. Don't like aniseed (but I do like fennel), liquorice and honey.

Lorna at Vicenza

strong drink please ..........

drove 30 kilometres today to the big city hospital (more like a labyrinth) only to have my check-up and be told that my problem can be sorted out at the local hospital which is only 10 minutes down the road.

Navigated my way out of the car park and around 20 roundabouts on the way back home and feel like a drink.

Are the French also slowly replacing all traffic lights at larger junctions with huge roundabouts ??

Cleopatra

Wouldnt it be a better idea to have both lights and a roundabout at these junctions?

Fly Away

I like all those things.... don't eat red meat thhough - bleugh.

We have 1/4 an acre at the moment and it is hard work. I have a gardener for an afternoon every 2 weeks and he does all the big stuff like lawn mowing and tree pruning etc. Otherwise it is impossible to manage and have a life. Looking for something smaller in Oz.

Here you are hun - I squished it into the computer!


Sounds like a tedious day! Hope it is nothing serious. Bloomin trafiic - I think it is bad where ever you go.

Lorna at Vicenza

no nothing serious thanks - but at the best of times I don't particularly like driving when I don't really know where I am going ..... I sometimes seem to end up on some god forsaken but speedy duel carriageway that goes on for miles before i can find a way to turn around and come back on myself to the last bleeding roundabout.....and the Italians are not the most respectful of drivers !!

I more or less knew where I was going today and then followed the signs for the hospital - that was easy enough . It was inside the hospital that I got lost twice trying to find my way to the right floor and department ..... when the hospital seems to have three different but seemingly connecting blocks and all three of them had a fifth floor - not connected at the top floors as it happens !!!!!!!!

I was up and down in those lifts like a bloody yo-yo.

Cleopatra

The OH has just looked at me as if I landed from another planet when I told him I wouldnt mind 1/4 acre of land

He said "do you know how long it will take to cut the grass?"

I shut him up quite quickly - " how the hell would you know? You dont cut the grass here!"

I dont think he thought it through when he said the next house we buy is MY choice and mine alone.

stanage2

oui. and better it is,the french driver keeps on the move.

stanage2

Glad he has you ,and not me.

Cleopatra

why? do they not know what the brakes are for?

Cleopatra

Me too.

stanage2

brakes???????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????

Wash out your mouth

stanage2

Always works

Lorna at Vicenza

Sprouts are my nightmare.

My mum made me eat three every Wednesday night and every Wednesday night I'd try and find a new way of getting rid of them. Even the bloody dog wouldn't eat them if I sneaked them under the table.

One night the phone rang and Mum went to answer it in another room. I quickly heaved out a shovel full of coal from the bucket ...... squashed the sprouts down and then covered them with the coal and swore to my sisters that I would kill them if they told on me.

I thought I'd got clean away with it too as I congratulated myself in bed later that night.

Little did I know that when Mum stoked the fire up for the night she found all these tiny green bits of sprout leaves.

She gave me SIX sprouts the next time ......... 3 for the ones I'd hidden and three for that evening's dinner as well ---and told me that if I didn't finish them under her watchful guard they would still be there for breakfast and lunch and dinner the next day.

I have never ever touched a sprout since I moved out and my kids don't even know what they are as I just don't buy them. Not so popular here in Italy anyway ...thank Christ. AND if I can tell by the look on my kids' faces that they really don't like something I WILL NOT force them to sit there and finish it.

Sprouts made me gip and I still had to eat the little bastards.

Fly Away

Reminds me of the time I lost my car in the Trafford centre car park. (In Manchester) Don't know what it's like now, but before the IRA blew it up, the car park was 2 multi storeys - either side of a road, but linked by a bridge on the 3rd floor. I went into the wrong side, went to the correct floor and the correct space and thought my car had been pinched, so I called security - who - quite used to people like me, told me to check the same place on the other side of the road.

LOL, he'll be cutting forever - unless you get a gardener.

My cousins in Sydney have 37 acres - my cousin's OH runs a lawn mowing business and his is left to go wild apart from a small lawn at the front.

I think he is a lucky man - without you his life would be complete chaos.

stanage2

Very good that,
But that is to many words for the little minds down-under.