Wednesday, 29 April 2009

A long trip and an annoucement ;)

I made it back to my little room above the pub last night at around half six, 24 hours after leaving for the airport on Monday evening. My trip involved 2 airplanes, 3 trains and 1 taxi and lots of stops in between, and waits. I hate waiting. It was an uneventful flight from Jo'burg to Dubai and I somehow managed to sleep for most of it. I had to wait for only an hour in Dubai and didn't get a chance to look at or buy anything. After boarding the airplane in Dubai, the airport very conveniently got closed for a couple of hours due to a problem with another plane, so I got to watch the whole of 'Mamma Mia' before we even took off. That was the start of a long and turbulent flight which seemed to stretch on forever...and make me wonder if we'd actually been hijacked and flying to someplace else, much much further away than London. Anyway, I was glad to get to London and start the trip back to Hambleden.

I unpacked, I did laundry, I drank tea with Kirsty who has moved into my living room for the next month, and I chatted with my boyfriend on the internet :)

Yes, 'tis right...I got me a boyfriend :) A real, pretty and Irish one :) I'll just refer you back to an entry in December with the title 'Badly Behaved in Belfast' ;) That is where it all began...and five (gruelling) months later, I have a boyfriend :) so yeah...high five ;)

Friday, 24 April 2009

Counting down now.

I've been staring at my screen blankly for the last ten minutes. This week, I've done a lot of staring at my screen, but for different reasons, reasons which make me much much happier. Not that I'm not happy now you understand, just kind of...blank. In a happy way, of course. I've been distracted of late and although I have blog-worthy material, I'm just not sure where to start.

Things are good. One or two minor hiccups along with the good (home affairs and lost tax returns) but nothing so bad as to detract from the wonderful way that I'm feeling.

Late night to early morning online chats, roses, making plans, booking flights, festivals and band shirt pajamas, colourful ID photos, old music on my ipod, new music online, my phone screen lighting's all left me somewhat giddy :)

EIGHT days...

I'm really excited about what will be happening in 8 days. Excited and happy and nervous! Just a little nervous...more excitement, complete with with butterflies too! How long has it been since I've had butterflies??

Tuesday, 21 April 2009

One glorious night...and the internet ;)

The title actually pertains to another night separate to this one...and the internet, well, that is ever present in my life and brings joy on every occasion :) Tonight, however, was also a very good I'll talk about that for a bit. I'd put a cool family picture up too, but I've been told I'm not allowed to, so instead, I'll just put this one of me and my dear sister up...
We all went out to Piatto in New Redruth for supper as this is probably going to be the last time in a long time that we'll all be on one continent and nearby each other. Cheery hey? Yeah, so it was fun and consisted mostly of the family poking fun at me, playing thumb wars with Martin, laughing at the things Ashely comes up with, and excellent fillet and pink wine. 'twere lovely indeed.

The whole day was pretty good though. It started with me getting dragged out of bed at nine o' clock to join my mom and her friends for morning tea in Randhart, followed by a particularly successful shopping trip at the Glen, an afternoon nap and then getting mauled by the bull terrier in my half asleep state.

I've totally gotten into this whole being at home thing, and although I'll be sad to leave and say goodbye, I have reason to be excited about returning to England. Ok so I'm counting down the days :)


Friday, 17 April 2009

A day at GRC

We made it to Gold Reef City yesterday, thankfully, there were no frightening hoards of people and no queues. We walked straight in, got our tickets and got to go on all the rides we wanted to go on. Repeatedly.

The kiddies carnival section and the little balloon wheel...I remember been scared on this as a child, it didn't help having my dad rocking the balloon, tapping the fibre glass sides and pointing out potential cracks and possible flaws in the design. Ashley seems to be almost as full of doom and gloom as what he is...little loon.
The Tower or Terror - I think it's one of those dodgy free fall types, far too scary to even contemplate...
Johannesburg from the top of the big wheel...this one went much much higher than the little wheel :)
Ashley, Martin and Yvonne - cool sun hats :)
The Zulu man and me.

It was an excellent day out - the sun was shining, we ate candy-floss, got dizzy on all the spinning rides, ate dodgy burgers at the diner, took too many photographs, got soaked on the 'logs' and the raging rapids (probably not a great idea wearing white trousers to a theme park after all).

By yesterday evening my body was aching, but I was a happy sort of tired...I'm still really happy, and slightly less tired.

Thursday, 16 April 2009


I'm struggling with what to write...and not be too cheesy or cliche. I rather want to gush on about how good things are right now...about excitement, things to look forward to, you know...
There seems to be a lot going on at the moment - international travel, international moves, birthdays, holidays, babies, romance, plans...I'm actually a little overwhelmed. I want to give everything the attention it deserves, but I'm so easily distracted, I'm having problems.Dominique, Sandra and Gabriella. You go away for a year and this happens.
Pink wine with Candace. So serious!

It was Chloe and Jared's third birthday, they've gotten so big! I coloured in with Chloe and gave Jared cuddles while he tried to charm me and impress me with his muscles ;) Candace's mom told me I've gotten fat since going away...nice. And I had to share my wine with the aunt from Cape Town. I wonder if I still have a Cape Town accent.

Friday, 10 April 2009

Oh yay...oh yay

I have a ticket back to England...I don't, however, know if I have a job when I get there. What with the Easter holidays, all the earlier flights are booked and the earliest, and cheapest flight is ten days after I said I'd be back. On the up side, I managed to get a direct flight, and none of this sitting for 7 hours at an airport in the desert.

Election posters outside the Dischem centre.

What were they thinking when they decided on this particular photo of what will be our new president? Surely they could have found a more flattering picture?

I was invited for 'family movie morning' and ended up staying for breakfast, lunch and supper. We ate spicy buns, chutney chips and easter eggs for breakfast while we watched the Herbie, Love Bug movie. I do enjoy a balanced meal.

Wednesday, 8 April 2009


It's amazing how been away for just a little while can make you forget how things function here. I had the great idea of visiting the local home affairs office this morning to get a mountain of paper work to fill in, for just in case I had some free time to fill. The queue was snaked all the way around inside the building and consisted of angry, surly and generally downcast looking people...and just one disinterested and distant looking man to answer their questions. I fled without any of the necessary documents. I went instead to visit my old colleagues at MCC and was greeted happily and enthusiastically and asked to please come back nice to feel wanted :) I 'smoked' with Bonny and John and drank cups of tea and told some of my stories while they jealously listened and asked lots of questions, 'twere terrific.

Mom and I walked up to Yvonnes and picked up the kids and we walked to Maxis in the sunshine and drank milkshakes and Creme Soda floats, finished off by ice creams at Checkers and a walk back home again. I hope I don't get a tan...

I've also noticed a wealth of bad hair-dos. I know that the 80's are back, but sadly, for some never left. I'm actually rather tempted to take pictures of the horrors I have seen, but not quite sure how I'd go about it without offending anyone.

Monday, 6 April 2009

Sleepy, lazy and back home

I'm home. Home is where (most) of your stuff is. And I have a lot of stuff. I went shopping for more of it today too and came back with some colourful socks and an awesome knitted top.

...but I'll go back a couple of days now, to Wednesday last week...

After a busy shift behind the bar, I got the four o' clock train to London Paddington, sorted out my suitcase and had a huge meal at a Chinese restaurant in Holloway. Paul and I got the tube all the way to Heathrow, found an uncomfortable spot and settled down for a couple of hours. We were prepared with marshmallows, juice, sweets and nuts, and the time went by surprisingly quickly. I was really grateful for the nice send off! That was the start of a 24 hour trip, a 9 hour trip to Doha, a 7 hour stop over at Doha International Airport and an 8 hour flight back to Jo'burg. I was enthusiastically greeted by my dear sister at the international arrivals and whisked off back to Alberton.

After an exchange of presents, lunch and a hot bath I was visited by a Noleeeen, and after that, I just passed out for 14 hours or so. Saturday passed by with visits from the family and in the evening Nols picked me up and we did the long trek to the Red Room in Honeydew. I got to meet Candace's Pieter and Kelvin's pretty Lize, drink Spiced Gold and Amstels and bop to some cool music amid red balloons on the dance floor. It all went by so quickly, (I swear, time moves at a different speed in that place) and then I had to go...

Sunday involved roast chickens, potatoes, veggies and gravy, more of the family, swings, sunshine, photos on the lawn, colourful tshirts and beaded necklaces...and today more dull things like banks, dentists and then some shopping. Which is where I started this entry.

It's good to be home, but it's like I never left. Everything is still the same. Time still moves slowly (except at the Red Room), service is still bad, the sunshine still makes me dizzy and fainty, my moms roast chicken is still the best I've ever had and my family still tease me and ask inappropriate questions.

I must remember to take photos!