Man Hunting Business

Wanted:

Man, not too old and not too young.
You do not care too much about the condition of your hair, or the condition of mine. I don't mind you singing in the shower, the louder the better if it's done with a cheerful heart. I don't mind you flashing me when you're in the mood, as long as I'm free to do the same. You do not have to know how to cook, but you need to make the effort and try. I hate hoovering, just so you know.

I love surprises. You should love surprises too. You must like travelling and adventures and not fear danger. And if you do, you must be prepared to challange your fears. You must fear God. You must be captivated by God so that you love people enough to put your life at risk, or mine. You must be passionate about what you do, yet remain humble. You must always be prepared to step outside your comfort zone.

You should like getting your hands dirty and not mind working hard. You like the quiet yet you enjoy a good party. You dance, if you're good at it matters less. No smoker. You love fires. You like exploring. You're a good kisser and a passionate lover. My hand should fit in yours.

Oh, and I must find you extremely attractive.


See, I am not hopeless!

All Love

Birthday Ramble

The 19th of February 1985 the baby girl Frida was born. 26 years later she was working in a hospital in Bristol. My birthday was celebrated with a 12 hour shift at work. One of my patients, a 92 year old man, sincerely apologised for not bringing me a present. I found that really sweet, cause he'd never seen me before I brought him back from recovery.

After work I met up with some friends for dinner and wine at our first home in England - the Beefeater in Emersons Green. Me and Julia went into town and met up with my lovely house mates Rachel and Susanna. We went to Start the Bus and danced the night away. It was a fun night and the dance challanges were mad! Legs were swinging, buttocks were flashed, guys went flying in the air, the moves were as obscene as they were silly. In the end, we walked out victoriously. The leader of the other team looked me in the eye and said that next time, it would be to the death. Then he invited me to join his crew. It was a good night. They went off to Mr Wolfs, the place that is always open, and we headed for home.

Sunday morning I was awakened by my house mates bringing me chai latte in bed. Then I got served an amazing breakfast with plentiful of fresh fruit and berries. We ended up chilling in the house all day, made a fire, ate pizza, had birthday cake and watched a film. It was a good weekend.

All Love

Stealing a Dog

Last night I was walking home along Gloucester road, and I walked past a man asleep on the pavement with his dog cheerfully strolling up the road. I grabbed the lead and brought the dog back to the man, who was very difficult to wake up. The best response I got was a lame thumbs up and that was it. I pet the happy dog a bit and tried to find ways to attach it to the man, which was easier said than done as the dog constantly tried to snatch the lead out of my hand. Eventually I gave up and walked off. I had just started walking when the dog ran past me and continued the stroll it had begun. I stopped and the dog stopped and came back to me. I tried to make it go back to it's owner, but no. Great, I thought. I'm stealing a dog. As I continuead to walk I thought the dog would realise the pack leader was missing, but eventually I gave up and picked up the lead and stopped outside the pub I had planned to enter. I asked the bouncers what I was supposed to do with this dog that wasn't mine. They at once stated that it was Alan's dog. I confirmed Alan's appearance and told them that he was sleeping on the pavement further down the road and that his dog had been following me from there. They said that Alan is basically deaf and dumb and mainly do lip reading. They told me to just tie the dog to him. Yeah, as I had not tried. Anyway, I walk the cheerful dog back to Alan, and by this time someone was just getting Alan up from the pavement. And so Alan and his happy dog were reunited and Alan was very greatful for having the dog back.

As we walked up the road, having a conversation that I barely understood, we walked past the bouncers I talked to earlier. I told Alan this was my stop and we hugged goodbye. The bouncers told me I just made a friend for life. I laughed. They were serious.

It is Sunday and I am late for church as usual.

All Love

The Unfairness of Life

Mass-destruction of my mind.

I hate when people I care about are un-happy. Especially when there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. Especially when fate seems unfair and I got the better lot. It is not my fault, it is no-ones fault, it is just the way of life. But I feel like I got blessings I never deserved, while others got so little when they deserve so much more. What is destiny to those with little hope? And so I was left feeling unsettled and low in spirit. I think I need some quality time with The Big G to get back on my feet.

Today was travel planning in front of the fire. Excitement, mixed with a slight concern. I am used to travelling alone, which means I have been able to take routes others might have avoided, and risk-taking has been left to my own measures. This time I will have to compromise. A good lesson to learn I suppose.

Now it's time for The Big G and me to have a talk...


All Love

A Mature Woman?

Today I stood by the mirror, and I discovered new depths of my skin. I looked at my wrinkles and I thought with joy "I am turning into a mature woman". And I am, if slowly, getting older. I love looking back at life to see how far I've travelled so far, especially knowing there is so much more to come! Imagine being 40!!

Yesterday we had the fire going for the first time, we sat down and played guitar and sang and were silly til the clock striked midnight. It was a good Sunday! We need to buy marshmallows...

Time to head out shoe-shopping, the holes are getting bigger!


All Love

Heart Manual

"Where is the manual to my heart?
I would like to change the settings"

Today I got into thinking mode as the bus made it's way towards Emersons Green. I thought about the mysteries of the heart. I cannot understand how it works, it's like it has a mind of it's own.

Tomorrow I've got an appointment with the osteopath. Scary!
I am not working until Tuesday. That is 5 days off. I look forward to some quality time with my duvet!

All Love

Rain, a Flat Tyre and Burger King.

Today has been a day of constant downpour. As I (with no one but myself to blame) had little sleep last night I dragged myself through a 12 hour shift at work. When I finally could get changed and take off it was still raining like mad. I put my waterproofs on and headed out, only to find my bicycle had a flat tyre. There is a reason why I always carry a bike pump in my bag... I had to stop 4 times on my way home to refill my tyres. Third time I stopped by a Burger King and got my rumbling tummy something to digest. As I pumped my tyre up I could see air leaking out making bubbles on the outside of the soaked rubber. And soaked was the right word to describe me when I finally stepped through the door of my flat. The shower felt nice. Really nice!!

Bus tomorrow.

All Love