Originally Posted by culchie (Post 5182552)

I absolutely adore listening to the traffic reports from home - makes me feel all warm, fuzzy and superior!!

Originally Posted by Mitzyboy (Post 5182853)

That incident on the M40 happened just near where I used to live an I just know what all the roads thereabout are like right now .... at a standstill

One things for sure. all the things I thought I was going to do and enjoy before I came to Spain, I'm not doing ... walking along the beach, going for meals regularly, travelling .. etc etc .... must sort myself out :frown:

Originally Posted by rugbymatt (Post 5183104)

Then get your arse off BE man!!

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5183107)

I thought the same as Mitzy, I was going to go for long romantic:wub: walks along the beach everyday, well in the summer I can't get near the beach, but I do get out in the winter but not as much as I should do:mad:

What I really love to do is to go at sun set in the spring/autumn/winter and sit at my fav bar with a coffee, sherry and my best friend (OH) and watch the sun go down, usually Mal and I are the only peeps sitting there we even go when it's raining and windy. As soon as the sun has gone down and our sherries finished the shutters start to go up and the tables are taken in side the bar:( we can take the hint and we go back home:)

Originally Posted by derbyflan (Post 5191169)

Then what happens.......?????:o

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5191860)

Get thee back to Portugal you interloper......

Originally Posted by derbyflan (Post 5191876)

Come on......we're all waiting:D

Originally Posted by derbyflan (Post 5191876)

Come on......we're all waiting:D

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5192052)

OK hoppa a long you have asked for this!! In the winter we go back home, the fire in the winter room is alight, we settle down on the sofa with our bottle of canasta (sherry to you) a plate of cheese from la mancha, a plate of mixed Jamon:), we put a play by Agatha Cristie on the cd player and we then do a puzzle.

Now some time during the evening I will go nut hunting as I am very partial to a nut, not fussy where my nuts are concerned, but my fav would have to be a cashew nuts but sometimes I can only find hazelnuts and then I am a little sad:( but then OH will surprise me and produce his walnuts nuts:ohmy: now that does make me very happy;)

Originally Posted by The Oddities (Post 5191984)

Look on her other posts and you will see that she imitates her grandchildren imitating her.

Rosemary

Originally Posted by Pam Sarky (Post 5192056)

You little monkey you ;)

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5192065)

Hey Pammy you made it 2,000 and it was to me:wub:

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5192060)

OUCH!! Roasemary you know where to hit a girl to make her cry:lol:

Originally Posted by The Oddities (Post 5192086)

You conjured up such a lovely picture in my mind when you wrote about your grandchildren imitating you in the pool. What I love about young kids is that they do these things in complete innocence and are oblivious to peoples feelings that it is absolutely hilarious. mKnowing your sense of humour I then immediately imagined you exagerating their mimicking and doing it back to them and so on until you all twisted yourselves so much that it hurt and of course laughed so much that the poolk filled a little more.

No offence meant.

Rosemary

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5192108)

Originally Posted by Pam Sarky (Post 5192111)

I hope you made Grandad do the cooking after that!!

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5192142)

Well... there is a bit of a story behind it. Grandad and I had a bit of an argument earlier in the morning, I don't allow the kids to eat in the front room and he had given then something to eat whilst they watched the TV, so I sort of lost it it big time, I had asked them to go and eat at the table and they said "but grandad said". Oh dear red rag to a bull:curse:

He was in the kitchen washing up, I took the leg of lamb from the fridge and hurled it across the room, it landed next to him, I went back to bed. Next thing I knew I could smell dinner, when I got up it was already on the table.

That evening I asked him how he knew I wanted him to cook the dinner, he said it was probably they way the meat landed next to him:blink:, he took it as a hint. The truth of the matter is he is a very good cooked (was a cook in his youth for his sins) and his roasts are a lots better than mine, and his yorkshire puddings are to die for:wub: So now if we are having a roast then it's his job. Oh another pink job bites the dust and becomes blue:p

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 5192108)

Originally Posted by The Oddities (Post 5192691)

Suggest you get some practice at throwing in so that another pink job could be thrown his way.

Rosemary

Originally Posted by silverchick (Post 5193878)

at least the meat would have been tenderized from being thrown about!!!I know what you mean, why is it we can cook day after day, mostly without a word of thanks, and when the male in the household finally decides to actually cook, we have to do bloody cartwheels???:curse: