Sunday, December 11, 2005

You will meet a tall hansome stranger...


Despite really not looking forward to it, me and Michael went out for my works Christmas do. I thought everyone was going to be chatting away in Spanish and id just be sitting there asking for translations all night but fortionaly Walfridos two sons didn't come so I was also spared an evening of watching all the other women flirting with them.
Anyway we went to this Greek restaurant in fuengirola, in fish alley. They ordered a big mixed thingy for 8 people so we got loads of homous and yummy salad and mankey cold baked beans and weird fish egg things and stuff wrapped in spinach and yum big slabs of feta and pita bread. That was starters! Then we got loads of meat balls and kebabs and moussaka and rice and weird slug vegetables. Walfrido ordered this big leg of lamb, it tasted nice but was mega chewey, then he ordered a whole one for himself!. They kept plonking stuff on my plate and making us eat it all. Then we drank some horrible coffee and got our coffee grains read. I was very skeptical but the guy said some pretty interesting stuff.
He told me I was a teacher and people learnt stuff from me, that I had my feet firmly on the ground but was very insecure but for no reason. That I am on a different wavelength to my partner , and only one man has the key to my heart, that next year will be hard work but I will know where I am heading.
Vamos a ver!(get you Spanish dictionaries out!)

Anyways I worked till nearly ten on Friday. Then went to play darts. I lost my game, yet again, but Michael says I keep getting better. The club down the road re opened so we went down there afterwards and drank lots and danced about and stuff, which obviously led to a late morning on Saturday. I swam 30 lengths, does that make up for it?

Today we drove for an hour to go to the supermarket. We went to Gibraltar. Everytime I go there a can't believe how skanky it is. Anyway we went to safeway and bought Christmas things and nice bread and things that are expensive in Spain. In Spain they eat big legs of cured ham at Christmas.
Now we are going to eat pork and apples and vegetables and potatoes.

I think next week will be full of buying presents and maybe making a few mince pies. Then Lorna is coming to stay so I shall have to think of something to do with her. Hope your not all to depressed about Christmas yet.

Toodle pip peeps x

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