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Tuesday, 15th July 2008
The little guy grew these sunflowers from seed. He wasn't best pleased when I lopped their heads off and stuck them in a vase.
Wednesday, 9th July 2008
Thought I'd better update before you abandon me altogether. I think I'm going through some kind of dysfunctional teenage episode right now. Since getting back from Florida I've had no enthusiasm for anything, including photography, and have spent more time than any sane adult ever should playing this moronic x-box game which, I'm ashamed to say, is very addictive. The apathy is compounded by the fact that my stomach has been all messed up since I returned from holiday. Plus it's been raining for what feels like forever. Basically, life's a bit lacklustre right now, but I'm working on it.
Monday, 30th June 2008
Tuesday, 16th June 2008
Wednesday, 4th June 2008
Well, we arrived home safe and sound early yesterday to 66° and rain. A bit of a shock to the system after 2 weeks of blistering sunshine but hey ho. We had a 5 hour drive back to Orlando airport from Sanibel and a further 8 hour plane journey home. Despite my best attempts to convince BF to do a Thelma & Louise and just carry on driving, he wasn't up for the nomadic lifestyle and insisted that he had to go back to work today. So here I am. Still trying to get the sand out of my teeth. The more I visit Florida the more I'm convinced I could live there. The crazy weather, the food, the oversized parking spaces. Even the people for the most part were friendly, with the exception of Wendy's in Lakeside where the server made it quite obvious that serving us was really inconvenient and she'd rather get back to chewing her nails. She was so hostile infact that I was quite reluctant to eat the chicken burger I'd just purchased incase she'd spat on the bun or something. I want you to act like flipping burgers was your lifelong ambition. Believe me, I've had worse jobs than that. I used to do chamber-maiding on a cruise ship and if a passenger came back to the cabin while I was scrubbing the grimy tide mark off their bath I'd still smile and say good morning, even though I may have been inwardly fantasising about flushing their head down the toilet. My only other bug bear was the raccoons. We put the rubbish out one evening at the Orlando villa as the garbage trucks were due to collect early the next morning. About 4.30am two raccoons decided to raid our dustbin and drag the contents around the neighbourhood. We hammered on the window but they just kind of looked up and threw us a "Yeah, you wanna mess with these teeth?" expression and carried on. Still half asleep, BF catapulted himself out the front door to try and scare them off but forgot to remove the door chain and split the wooden trim around the edge. They still didn't take the hint and continued to rummage through the trash until the sprinklers went off a couple of minutes later. So, picture a couple of stupid English tourists retrieving sodden food waste from the lawn in their pyjamas and you might understand why I dislike them. And they look so cute. The bastards. The following day I e-mailed a photo of the damaged door to the owners of the villa with a sincere apology and a promise to pay for the repairs but they were very understanding and insisted it wasn't our fault as they should've purchased a raccoon-proof bin. Good enough for me. There were several fires in Florida while we were there and we saw a very large plume of smoke over lake Okeechobee on our approach to Orlando. There was also a brush fire on Sanibel close to the cottage we were staying at and we thought we might get evacuated at one point. Further North, in the great plains, they were experiencing one of the worst tornado seasons in history apparently so I consider myself lucky, given my track record with holidays. So, to surmise, a fab time was had by all and I guess I should say it's nice to be home, but it's not. I did
miss my cats and my garden, however. And fabric softner! Don't they have it over there? The
towels were so starchy they could stand vertically on their own.
Monday, 5th May
2008
I was a little
nervous about pointing an expensive camera directly into the sun so I had
to block it with my bony fingers to capture this
sundog.
And I finally found some bluebells.
Wednesday, 30th April 2008
I had hoped to get
out and photograph some bluebells this week but the unrelenting rain put
an end to that. Here's Darcy instead.
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