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A nice weekend for a change

Considering the fact that the temperatures have consistently remained in the high nineties these last few weeks, I am at a loss to explain as to how I have managed to come down with the mother of all colds. I feel awful. My throat hurts, my eyes sting, my head feels like it's stuffed full of cotton wool, and my nose just keeps on running.

The girls, however, can't believe their luck. Their human, home with them, on a weekday! Better yet, lying on the sofa wrapped in a plaid, the box of Kleenex strategically placed within easy reach...they wasted no time in stretching out on top of me, purring like mad while holding me hostage. They didn't like me getting up and going out, but I just had to get to the pharmacy and stock up on the anti-flu...

Still, I've had a nice, relaxing weekend; even if I was starting to feel a little under the weather by Saturday night. Allan came down for a bit, much to my surprise. He's one of my closest friends, who traded London for Amsterdam a couple of years ago. In all the time he's been here, he hasn't shown much of an interest in exploring the rest of the country he's made his home in, and has repeatedly claimed there's nothing much to see outside of Amsterdam. So when, a few weeks ago, he suggested coming out to The Hague and being shown round it for a day or two, I reacted with some scepticism...but he assured me he was serious, and so I met him at the station early on Saturday.

At the end of his visit, he surprised me by admitting that The Hague "seemed like a very pleasant town to live in", but luckily he hadn't undergone too much of a change of heart to immediately qualify it in his following sentence "but I wouldn't want to live anywhere but in Amsterdam". Well, that's fine with me. Personally, I'd never want to move to Amsterdam which I think is noisy, dirty and doesn't nearly have enough trees and green spaces. New York, London, even Leicester I'd move to at a moment's notice, but Amsterdam...never!

We had a barbecue with friends on Saturday, and Sunday was the day Mick showed off his culinary skills with home-made felafel to celebrate having reached the age of 15 the day before. Wish all my weekends were as mellow as this one...

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gamiila
Aug. 11th, 2003 11:51 pm (UTC)
As to Leicester - you've obviously seen bits of it I haven't!

I suppose...At first I bemoaned the fact that if I was going to be an exchange student, why couldn't I be one in London, Glasgow, Edinburgh, Oxford? But Leicester surprised me. It agreed with me, and 10 years later I still think fondly of the time I spent there. It's a bit sleepy, but Birmingham's just round the corner if you're in need of a little bit more excitement, and London's only an hour and a half away...

Barcelona's lovely and I'd move there in a heartbeat...and I've always had a thing about Iceland...but Paris -- nah. Don't like it.
calove
Aug. 12th, 2003 02:19 am (UTC)
No Paris in the Springtime, then?
I have to say it must be around 15 years since I went there (god, where does the time go?), but I really enjoyed Paris.

Maybe it's all down to asosciation. I spent a few weeks in California, was back BC (Before Children), first off in LA. I confidently expected to hate LA - so many people I knew did. Turns out I had a fabulous time and I got to really like it. Once I got over my Englishness and snobbery and just relaxed and got in the swing it was fun! As to the rest - San Francisco was as good as I'd expected and Yosemite was amazing and the Coast Road down through Big Sur was beautiful. It was a wonderful few weeks. I'd have moved there like a shot at the time. Not so sure now. Mind you - a certain part of California now has an added attraction;-) Oh, to be young, free and single...

How are you feeling?
gamiila
Aug. 12th, 2003 02:53 am (UTC)
Re: No Paris in the Springtime, then?
Not too bad, thanks for asking. My dose feels pretty clogged up and my droat feels like ders a giant frog in it, but odder dan dat...

Don't get me wrong, Paris is a lovely city to wander around, and I always enjoy spending a day or two there. But...it's rather grey and rainy 9 months of the year, and the parisiens aren't particularly friendly, and...I just don't fancy living there.

So, lady of leisure until Thursday, eh? It's alright for some, innit? Poor old me has to drag her sore, sorry and sick carcass in to work, but you can just sit on your fanny and drink mint julips in the shade of a sycamore tree - have you ever had a mint julip? Me, neither. But it's always struck me as the ultimate ladylike thing to sip when the temperatures soar and you want to keep cool. Alternatively, I could settle for Pimm's and an afternoon watching cricket...you got anything like that planned?
calove
Aug. 12th, 2003 05:11 am (UTC)
Re: No Paris in the Springtime, then?
Well, I was going to lie in the shade, sipping iced champagne, while a naked JM look-alike gave me an all over body-massage, but I thought it would be so much more fun to take the kids to the local swimming pool along with several hundred other people and overdose on chlorine and other people's dirty water. Lovely.

No, never tried a mint julip, though it sounds lovely and terribly Southern and Gone with the Windy. Just imagine swinging on the porch in something floaty and white. Not under a sycamore though - they have aphids and drop sticky stuff.

Hope your dose is better soon, and the frog leaves your poor throat for pastures new. But what the hell are you doing at work if you are poorly. Go home. Rest, already!

Ooo, now.. Pimm's. There's an idea. Can't be too many calories in that, can there?
gamiila
Aug. 12th, 2003 05:19 am (UTC)
What the hell am I doing at work if I'm poorly? I'll give you three guesses!

Fanfic.
Updates.
Printer.
calove
Aug. 12th, 2003 07:11 am (UTC)
Three words:

Buy.
A.
Computer.

gamiila
Aug. 12th, 2003 07:25 am (UTC)
Shut up.