tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013575890703886368.post4363338372287709057..comments2023-09-11T00:35:12.694+10:00Comments on HoltPress: Thanks GeorgeMarcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372523102108232792noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013575890703886368.post-57394657660398192852010-12-27T18:49:15.276+11:002010-12-27T18:49:15.276+11:00You are a pain in the arse!
GeorgeYou are a pain in the arse!<br /><br />GeorgeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013575890703886368.post-22893098556913809532010-12-17T23:48:00.870+11:002010-12-17T23:48:00.870+11:00I'd have disowned the yobbo!
Hahaha!
Nice to...I'd have disowned the yobbo!<br /><br />Hahaha!<br /><br />Nice to hear from you Sal.<br /><br />Pop: Your comment left me slightly confused.<br />Either you're leaving me a GPS whenever the sad day comes<br />or<br />My genetic inheritance is a propensity to get lost and confused as I get older?<br /><br />Cheers<br /><br />MarcusMarcushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04372523102108232792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013575890703886368.post-44436162787325283682010-12-17T19:15:20.005+11:002010-12-17T19:15:20.005+11:00When Callum and I did our cooking class in Fes, th...When Callum and I did our cooking class in Fes, the chef collected us from the riad and took us shopping in the medina then to his hotel for a day of cooking. At the end of the day, Callum assured me he knew how to get back so we caught a taxi to the blue gate ( which did not look like the blue gate I vaguely seemed to recall.) When I mentioned this to Cal he said he would use the green mosque as a landmark as he had spotted it from his bedroom window that morning. Good, I thought, and followed his lead. After trecking for ages through nameless alley ways in the labyrinth that is old Fez, we discovered that there was more than one green mosque. Panic set in and I was cursing myself for not knowing French or Arabic or the name of our riad... then I spotted a rabbit in a cage. I'd seen him that morning when I told the chef that we did not, under any circumstances due to loyalty to our pet bunster at home, eat rabbit. Then I spotted the spelling error on the henna tattoo sign. Then I heard a yobbo yelling out "Oi, you two!" and turned to see Warren and Tony sitting in a cafe celebrating Collingwood's victory. Blood pressure dropped back to normal, legs stopped feeling wobbly and I have never enjoyed a coffee and a sit down so much in my life. Where was George when I needed him?<br /><br />SalAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9013575890703886368.post-45954437079854170542010-12-17T12:38:02.216+11:002010-12-17T12:38:02.216+11:00You may need a GPS phone or some such I certainly ...You may need a GPS phone or some such I certainly do so your inheritance may be on its way.Peterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835936655590583808noreply@blogger.com