I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
You're a big girl, you should be able to take it. Besides you push me towards mocking you. So don't shoot the messanger, I'm as innocent in this as George is to Iraq. :P
.. to (next time) not let go of the baby? :)
ReplyDeleteHah ... remember how much fun it was to be in the arms of someone you trust and have that 'oh my god' feeling of terror?
ReplyDeleteOh Di, you were so cute as a baby :d
ReplyDeleteOh Manic, you and my daughter are never meeting ... I can hear the mocking the pair of you would deliver already ;)
ReplyDeleteWell pick on Gert :P leave you completely out of it, well at least until you have turned your back. :D
ReplyDeleteAs if I would ever pick on Gert, Manic ;) And anyway, you ask for it ... mocking me constantly. Poor me.
ReplyDeleteYou're a big girl, you should be able to take it. Besides you push me towards mocking you. So don't shoot the messanger, I'm as innocent in this as George is to Iraq. :P
ReplyDeleteWell ... all I can say is I'm glad that you used the example of George's innocence in Iraq, Meneer Manic.
ReplyDeleteYou, just by the way, are one of the quietest most skillful mockers I've met in a while ... why, you're so good you could be a New Zealander ;)