Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Beelzebub_on_Mac I used to think that way. Then, one day in a beach bar on one of the Greek islands, I *felt* the muscles in my shoulders unwinding. In four weeks time I will have a week near Malaga. Each day we shall be up at the crack of noon. I shall shower, then saunter to a nearby café for brunch. Thence I shall go to the newsagent to buy a paper. Then to the beach, where I shall sit under a parasol, doing the crossword and watching the exposed breasts. Mrs WUN will bring me ice creams and try to persuade me to make the effort to go for a paddle. I might. At approximately 5pm, I shall repair to a nearby bar for a fucking huge G&T. Then to the apartment for a shower and filthy sex. Maybe a nap. Then a lovely evening meal in one of the excellent local restaurants with my wonderful wife. A few more drinks, then home to bed. Rinse and repeat. I cannot wait. The Autumn holiday will be a little more active. Driving around the Kruger Park looking for animals, then spending time in the wine lands near Cape Town. It's a grand life, if you don't weaken. -- Wicked Uncle Nigel - "He's hopeless, but he's honest" I have already made the greatest contribution to the fight against climate change that I can make: I have decided not to breed. Now quit bugging me and go and talk to the Catholics.
This is also my idea of a pos holiday. Of course there are many types of pos holidays. I imagine you have your accommodation sorted, but if you have a spare day, stay here: http://www.rodwellhouse.co.za/. We stayed for a couple of nights last years; it's super. See if they're doing a wine-matched dinner thing, too.
Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, I'll check it out, thanks! -- Wicked Uncle Nigel - "He's hopeless, but he's honest" I have already made the greatest contribution to the fight against climate change that I can make: I have decided not to breed. Now quit bugging me and go and talk to the Catholics.
And how is any of that getting you BMI down to <27 you old Gimmer On R4 this morning it was recounted how 13-15 y/o schoolgirls from Zimbabwe are flooding into SA, selling sex to keep themselves at school. But you probably knew that and I know you have a strong sense of public service.
I can do either and any. The first rule of holiday is "to not be at work". Anything else is a bonus. IKWYM. I'm about to book a lovely villa in Kefalonia for two weeks in Sept. We did Malaga (well Nerja to be exact) a couple of years back. If you have a car there's loads of stuff to see. And be sure to call in on Paul Carmichael otherwise he'll be miffed. Sounds super. Sounds even better. If I can get P to ageee to fly long-haul, that's where I'd go. And I really want to go to Venezuela to see the Angel Falls, but I need to get a bit fitter and my back sorted first. I've got it pencilled in to do before my 50th.
Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, CT We *stole* a deal from Emirates. Two to Cape Town via Dubai, with nice short layovers. Business class, courtesy cars at each end, £1300 each. I took their hand off. -- Wicked Uncle Nigel - "He's hopeless, but he's honest" I have already made the greatest contribution to the fight against climate change that I can make: I have decided not to breed. Now quit bugging me and go and talk to the Catholics.
Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Hog Yebbut, am I bovvered? Am I? Oh yeah, casual sex in Southern Africa. Great idea. <thinks> I guess that would help with the weight loss. -- Wicked Uncle Nigel - "He's hopeless, but he's honest" I have already made the greatest contribution to the fight against climate change that I can make: I have decided not to breed. Now quit bugging me and go and talk to the Catholics.
Someone I know has just done the same deal biz class to India with Emirates. Same price, same short layovers, same extras.
Sounds great. Our own particular variation on this (of the bits snipped) involves getting up perhaps mid-morning, certainly not before 0900, eating a leisurely breakfast in a nearby caff, then heading out to sea for a gentle hour or two of motor-cruising, finding some nice secluded cove to lounge about in, with a beer or two and a picnic lunch. Then hopefully the wind will have got up a bit, so it's get the sails out, pit ourselves against the elements[1] for a couple of hours, and find a nice harbour for the evening. Thence as yours above. Just one week to go. [1] The most difficult bit is remembering to put some clothes on when coming into port.
*ding* I'm off for a week to stay in a villa in a little beach-side village near Albufeira from tomorrow week. I can't fucking wait. I'll be doing absolutely nothing except chilling, eating nice food, drinking, sunbathing, swimming in the pool/sea etc. <Brain mode=off>
You like flying very small planes. Slim disease! Yeah according to the WHO the HIV infection has stabilised. Unfortunately at 10.9%. What a paradise.
