Hurrah! I've lost the one and a half pounds I put on during the cruise, mum recognised me as her daughter last night, spent quality time with beloved son last weekend and lovely daughter has a lovely boyfriend.
Boo :-( Still tortured by the nettle devils and occasionally disrupted sleep - have been prescribed a bagful of medication to zap it, fingers crossed. Feeling a bit jittery, remember being more chilled on the Prozac. The house is a tip, can't seem to motivate myself to sort it out.
Well that's what you get when you're an up and down twin, I suppose.
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Thursday, 23 September 2010
Thursday, 16 September 2010
Cruise Capers - in which Mr Lily has some spectacularly senior moments and we both have a bloody good time
We had a fabulous time on the cruise, it exceeded my wildest expectations and we can't wait to do it all again next year so we'll be saving like mad for the next 12 months. The weather was gorgeous, the ship luxurious, the service first class, the food to die for, the company (our two friends and new friends made on board) great fun and the ports of call fascinating (with the possible exception of Istanbul where the Spice and Grand Bazaars were marred by the all-male stallholders' relentless hassling if you even breathed in their direction). Mr Lily gurned through most of the holiday snaps, you could tell when we were photographing him - there'd be a chorus of exasperated cries of "SMILE for goodness' sake!" and his comedy act didn't end there....
our 'state room' and the balcony of shame
- Having set off on our journey down to Southampton, I enquired of Mr Lily whether he had remembered to pack his passport. I expected a withering reply, I did not expect that we would have to return home to collect said passport from the shelf near the music system.
- After a spot of afternoon delight in the cabin (with the curtains open), Mr Lily and I retired to our 12th deck balcony, Mr Lily indulging in some naked sunbathing as he read his book. Imagine our surprise when a window cleaning contraption bearing a member of the crew slowly trundled its way across the front of the balcony. "Keep that book there!" I hissed at ML and only later wondered whether that was the window cleaner's first transit or whether he had already been past whilst we were otherwise engaged :-o
- Packing ready for disembarkation, Mr Lily discovered that he had locked his suitcase keys in the suitcase and had to spend half an hour sawing through the padlock with his Swiss Army knife.
our 'state room' and the balcony of shame
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