Mamissimo's butler sounds a great idea and Missedout added to it by telling us: a few fixed guys need to be secured.
Indeed, what could be safer than a fixed guy as a butler? 
I admit to a pang of regret that camping is no longer possible for me, I did love it so. When I had to get rid of my foul-weather tent, it was like selling an old friend.
Rangi was right about the fish being good but the place was small, cramped and extremely busy.
Rangi is a tiny wee soul but boy can she eat! Her lunch was 2 fish, 2 eggs, chips and salad. I had 1 fish and coleslaw and felt packed full.
The wicked fairy stayed away until we got back to Waitakere where he was waiting to spook my mobilitty card. 
Then after I'd bought some buckwheat, he jumped in and punctured the paper bag so some of the grains fell out.
The weather was delightful and once again I was fine in a t-shirt.
Not going anywhere tomorrow, I simply must catch up on all the things I've put aside, in order to go jaunting in a free taxi. Farmers Market at the weekend though 
Dream what a lovely mosaic of cultures you and your DH are.
Oh dear, they found the poor man; five children now mourning Daddy, it breaks my heart.
I used to have panic attacks which woke me. My doctor said it was hormones.
They're active during the night and sometimes get out of balance.
The fear was so acute and yet I knew there was no reason to be petrified. My friend Jane used to call it 'nameless dread' as she got it too.
Wishing you all a much better, cheerful and happy day 
Husband wants us to go to live in Portugal
Have you ever 'googled' yourself?
Which British song sums up the 1960s for you?



