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Him: Germain Geer,bloody hell
Me: Greer
Him: What?
Me: Greer. You said Geer. It’s Greer
Him: Is it??
Me: Yep
Him: Still, I’d like to see her climb up the tallest mountin in England and fall off.
Me: (laughing) Oh, you mean one of the great English Mountains?
Him: Yea
Me: What, like the Pennines? (laughing harder)
Him: No …. Like the Tetons.
Me: (passing tea through my nose from laughing so hard) That range is in America!
Him: Well (flustered) then the Pyrenees
Me: The Great Pyrenees
Him: Those are the ones
Me: Listen Mr. Snarkey, the Great Pyrenees are in France and unless you gather all the local villagers and have them climb a hill and come down a mountian like in that film you like so much, there is no sense in wishing Germain Greer fall off an English mountain.
Him: Oh shut up
Me: (laughing hysterically)
Him: Ohhhhh, fine then. What about just introducing her the Alien of Ilkley Moor?
Me: (can’t speak….laughing too hard)
Him: Dennis Acora?
Me: DEREK!
Him: Yea..that’s the one
Me: (cleaning up the tea I spilled and still luaghing)
Him: You’re a twat, you know that?
At the Sea-side
When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup.
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could come no more.
Robert Louis Stevenson
It was a perfect holiday.
I had a nice lie in each morning until about 9. Then it was coffee, some tele (of which I rarely ever watch because it’s all crap innit?) then it was off shopping. Back to the villa for lunch somewhere in the neighborhood of 1-ish, a quick costume change then right to the beach where I parked my happy arse until at least 6. Then it was back to the villa for a shower and a 30 minute nap then off to dinner with one of three blokes I met along the way. After dinner it was clubbing or back to the beach for a nice long chat in the sand (ahem).
There was one day that I was completely unable to rouse myself to do much. The stress of the last 15 months had finally taken seed and all I could do that day was wander around the villa. I did manage a short stroll on the beach which ended up with me napping in the shade on the veranda for the rest of the afternoon. I didn’t eat much until about 8 when I was suddenly ravenous and rang up for take away which was yummy and delightful. After that, I called bloke #2 and we went out dancing. Seemed I got my energy back 
After such extravagant malaise and days of feeling completly enervated, I began to seriously consider my future and have, indeed, arrived at a few decisions.
First: I’m going to start enjoying my life and having fun again. It’s not about having a life you want but wanting the life you have.
Second: I’m going to seriously start looking for a better position with a forward thinking company. A little more cash in hand would be swell too.
Third, after steps one and two are in their respective places, I shall consider moving house. The world is my oyster and if the mountain won’t come to Mohammad, then Mohammad is gonna go find it.
I buried my troubles past in the silky white sand just outside my villa on a Thursday morning. After I placed my past in the wet & sandy shallow pit , I actually smiled knowing I would no longer have to worry about them. I said a little prayer and covered it up. I sat for a moment then got up, turned around and walked away. For good.
For the first time in a long time, I had a good day today. I helped someone and it made me feel good. It made me feel I accomplished something that otherwise would have been left misunderstood without my help. When that other person looked at me with eyes that finally understood, I was happy.
That’s all any of us want….is to be happy. Now I know how and I’m laughing with giddiness!
