tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115171710708870819.post3014741115765707090..comments2023-10-20T09:34:14.835+01:00Comments on Nicola's Supermarket Bag: Emails from home.Nicolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04880685605225481740noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115171710708870819.post-76506242288419172032011-03-12T23:59:00.167+00:002011-03-12T23:59:00.167+00:00Thanks. TSB. I still miss it and you all some day...Thanks. TSB. I still miss it and you all some days too, although I sometimes look back with rose tinted glasses. Which I think is a good thing, I truely, mainly, remember all the awesome stuff. Have fun with those reports.Nicolahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04880685605225481740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115171710708870819.post-22681814616736591392011-03-12T21:23:01.791+00:002011-03-12T21:23:01.791+00:00We all feel for Christchurch. Now the poor bloody...We all feel for Christchurch. Now the poor bloody Japanese are copping it. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is falling apart.<br />I agree with you about John Campbell...he never bloodystops wittering on.<br />Hope life in the sunny UK is still suiting you. We still miss you in Nuova LazioTwisted Scottish Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06825025524038296192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115171710708870819.post-54079826498387669222011-03-07T21:15:49.370+00:002011-03-07T21:15:49.370+00:00I like that story although I also still struggle w...I like that story although I also still struggle with that Mummy and Daddy were toiletting about doing.Nicolahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04880685605225481740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115171710708870819.post-56828261079751962662011-03-07T20:53:33.618+00:002011-03-07T20:53:33.618+00:00I too have relatives who, while getting away relat...I too have relatives who, while getting away relatively unscathed still have on-going service issues the most important being the lack of decent toilets. Having a decent toilet is very important. Richard and I are similar in that we both hate to use public toilets, prefer not to stay in other peoples houses unless there was an en-suite or separate toilet for guests and would never, ever have a 'dump' in someone's toilet when at a party or dinner party. Maybe this is a reaction to having had to use those disgusting old concrete toilets when at school.<br />Apropos of nothing, or at least just picking up on the word 'toilet' when I owned a picture framing gallery, a young woman and her 5 year old son were in the shop and I was measuring out the artwork that the woman had brought in. At one stage I was leaning over the work station with the artwork laid out and the woman stood close behind me reaching over my shoulder to point out a feature. The little boy said "Mummy, are you going to toilet him like you do with Daddy?" The woman blushed, I rolled up the artwork and proceeded to quote prices hoping the awkward moment would pass quickly. After she had gone I wondered just what the hell she did to or with Daddy.THE CURMUDGEONhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01747720629076703739noreply@blogger.com