Me again.
Is it ok to write twice in one day? I don't write often so hopefully you will grant me the pleasure.
Right now I am excited about outdoor mirrors!
They say a picture says a thousand words.
All I will say is " For Sale at The Pot Place"
See you there!
Tuesday, 29 January 2013
The lost car
This morning I read a story about a woman who thought her car was stolen and phoned the police.
When she phoned her husband he reminded her that he dropped her off and that he must now convince the police he didn't steal it. Funny.
That reminded me of my own story.
Years ago. Do you notice how I always tell stories that happened "years ago"? Anyway, years ago my car had some problem. It didn't want to start. I had an errand to run at a very upmarket shopping centre. I decided to leave the car running while I nip into the store. One of those strip shops. I don't have to tell you what I thoought the first time I hear that term..
So here I am parking as close as possible to the shop. Watching my car all the time. Like men to when they go on holiday and stop at the Wimpy at the Ulta City. At some point I notice a man walking to "my" car looking like he is going to get in.
Well, I bolted out of the shop, waving my arms and screaming. Only to see him with his keys in his hands at his car. Similar to mine.
Then I had to turn around, with the little dignaty I had left to finish my errand.
Today it is funny, but that day it wasn't.
By the way, my dodgy loo story is number one on Google. Read it if you need a good laugh.
When she phoned her husband he reminded her that he dropped her off and that he must now convince the police he didn't steal it. Funny.
That reminded me of my own story.
Years ago. Do you notice how I always tell stories that happened "years ago"? Anyway, years ago my car had some problem. It didn't want to start. I had an errand to run at a very upmarket shopping centre. I decided to leave the car running while I nip into the store. One of those strip shops. I don't have to tell you what I thoought the first time I hear that term..
So here I am parking as close as possible to the shop. Watching my car all the time. Like men to when they go on holiday and stop at the Wimpy at the Ulta City. At some point I notice a man walking to "my" car looking like he is going to get in.
Well, I bolted out of the shop, waving my arms and screaming. Only to see him with his keys in his hands at his car. Similar to mine.
Then I had to turn around, with the little dignaty I had left to finish my errand.
Today it is funny, but that day it wasn't.
By the way, my dodgy loo story is number one on Google. Read it if you need a good laugh.
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
Everyone loves a story....
And everyone has a story......
I read today you must blog... even if it feels like you don't know what to say...
So here goes.
I read an interesting blog the other day about a girl telling her story - that's all - and then asking for money at the end! Interesting.
I promote artists and the clients want a story from me about the artists. So I have heard many interesting stories.
Someone (that doesn't want to be mentioned) got inspiration from the Bill Clinton/ Monica saga.
Monica started a handbag business with her payout. I hope her name is Monica. It is late and I am tired.
I don't feel like google-ing to make sure. But you all know what I mean.
My own story is so strange that you will have to wait for the book to appear in the fiction section of the library!
That is all for now.
I read today you must blog... even if it feels like you don't know what to say...
So here goes.
I read an interesting blog the other day about a girl telling her story - that's all - and then asking for money at the end! Interesting.
I promote artists and the clients want a story from me about the artists. So I have heard many interesting stories.
Someone (that doesn't want to be mentioned) got inspiration from the Bill Clinton/ Monica saga.
Monica started a handbag business with her payout. I hope her name is Monica. It is late and I am tired.
I don't feel like google-ing to make sure. But you all know what I mean.
My own story is so strange that you will have to wait for the book to appear in the fiction section of the library!
That is all for now.
Saturday, 22 October 2011
Brenthurst Gardens
Hallo. I visited Brenthurst Gardens yesterday. I am going to share a few things with you that I found interesting. Firstly they make a point of telling you that Miss Joan Pim was the first female landscaper in South Africa. I like. Another thing that struck me, was that the changes made to the rose garden and other areas was made for water wise reasons. Makes you wonder about the past? The one thing that I liked the most (appart from the malbury juice) was the fact that every section of the garden is set around a waterfeature or a statue. And the story of the statue. They all have names. This is the way every garden should be. We don't all need 5 meter bronze statues, but a piece of wood or something of interest can do the trick too. I must commend the family on supporting local artists. Another highlight was the tea from a Lindsay Scott porcelin cup! The Ardmore teapot was great too.
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