Tuesday, 4 May 2010

I should be on holiday

Sadly events have conspired to trash all our holidays this year. Calfy was supposed to be going to Uzbekistan, but her travelling companion used a dodgy visa company to get the three visas required, Russian, Kazakh and Uzbek. They failed to get him any in six weeks. Calfy got all hers in four. So she is here, blue.

My mother was supposed to fly to Spain but hers was the only flight cancelled from Bristol the morning after the no fly ban was lifted. So she has to practise her castanets here.

I was due to go to Cornwall with Elby and the dogs, but Poppy has required ear surgery for something nasty that appeared on her earlobe so she is here having a quiet time with me rather galloping through the gorse with Pig.



I have already voted. Calfy's postal vote never arrived so if she had gone on holiday she would have been unable to vote at her first general election so at least she gets the strange experience of the polling station.

13 comments:

Electro-Kevin said...

Wasn't the bank holiday weather wonderful ?

Wet and then Tuesday glorious !

Philipa said...

Sorry to hear all your plans have gone awry. Hopefully they will be delayed rather than cancelled and you can all reschedule. Your poor pooch looks so forlorn :-(

Scrobs... said...

Oh, poor you Lisl!

And Elbers, and Calfy as well - this is indeed the proverbial 'bugger...'!

And poor dogsbers, just aching for a run elsewhere, and now stuck at home!

Just wait a few weeks, sit back, light a glass of Coderone, and think of England you poor love.

idle said...

This is a metaphor for the departing Labour government, who are deaf to the electorate, surrounded by folk with dodgy visas (or no visas at all) and unable to set foot in Cornwall.

Yrs on the hustings,
Idle

lilith said...

Fantastic English weather, Kev. Just so.

Pip, she has the bandage off and is healing nicely. It helps that Pig is not here to torment her. My brother thinks she looks like this

lilith said...

Scrobs, life is just like that sometimes isn't it? I shall take four weeks off in future, then maybe I'll get away for a week... On the bright side the camper van is coming on nicely. This is it's first trip out and I spent last week making curtains for it. It is important not to look too closely at the stitching.

lilith said...

Idle, it is indeed. It is a metaphor for Nu Labour policies, ie. good intentions with nothing much happening as a result, except money spent.

Trubes said...

Never mind Lils,

'A new day will dawn on Friday...Shalth it not?'

Preacher Blair has put on hold, his Middle East Mission, and returned to the Promised Land, to single handedly,save blundering Preacher Brown, from his forthcoming masacre in the General Election......
Ha! Fat chance, Mr Blair.
We had our 'New Dawn' experience in 1987, thank you very much, and look at where we are now!

I rest my case Lils!

Poor poppy, she looks so sad, I hope her injury heals soon.

Sorry that all your plans went haywire and that they can be re-scheduled soon.
Oops! I see that Pips has just said that, never mind, great minds think alike...etc..


Di.xx

Nomad said...

Lilith - have you been secretly meeting Jonah? I think we should be told...

Never mind, the only way from here is up!

lilith said...

Yes, Trubes, apparently it will rain all day in Penzance on Friday :-) Thank you for your kind thoughts.

Nomad, unless he rang at 4am and I didn't hear the phone...

Scrobs... said...

And you save a fortune on heating down there Lils; it's as cold as the pantry here...

The frost has b******d the cucumbers in the greenhouse, and I'm beginning to worry about the courgettes now. However, there are 85 tomato plants vying for the light, so at least we won't die of scurvy...

lilith said...

I am so sorry to hear about the cucumbers...and it's May! No veg in yet around here :-(

call me ishmael said...

Holidays? At this time of the year? Still winter up here, in Scotland, best part of England, Nine below Zero and Three 'o clock in the afternoon.

Those camping vans, well, you know what we think of them; a merciful deliverance, I should think, this conspiracy of bureaucratic and aeronautical maladroitness. I blame the Conservatives.