I discovered that reincarnation is possible. Miss Oh has provided me with the evidence I needed. On waking up a few days ago I pulled back her covers and discovered that she is in fact the reincarnation of Mahatma Gandhi.
But you probably already guessed that from my previous post. Yes, we are finally in our partly completed abode. We are living in what would have been the original house when the villa was new. Apparently those little lean-to things (like our previous kitchen) were a later addition. On top of that you would have … Continue reading We are home.
It is self-explanatory really. I didn't manage it. I tried, really I did, but I just couldn't fight the forces of darkness. i.e. the Builders Since my last entry I have had four different abodes, only one of which gave me easy access to the internet. One didn't even bother to offer it, for goodness … Continue reading NaBloPoMo is blown
Today I was stumped. I didn't have anything to write about. Novelty does not picture very big in my life at the moment, but as I thought about it some more it occured to me that I did have something to write about. About a week ago I was contacted by someone I haven't seen … Continue reading Reflections
Today we were going to move back into the body of our house. The key word in that sentence is "were". Upon arriving home after the two and a half hour car journey with Mr O's step-father and my father, Mr O is not amused to find that the body of the house is not … Continue reading Renovation – IV