Monday, blog 2 for today!

Ahh...Monday! Busy day here, always is on a Monday!

Here's todays rambling thoughts, and earlier (below this one) is a smutty blog ....I like to keep a little something to entertain posted regularly......

So far, we had a dodgy 50€ note to deal with, withdrawn last night from the banks cash machine, so after the Post Office refused it, we took it back to the bank. They checked it and said it was OK, so told them again the Post Office checking machine had rejected it, so they started to look more closely. They couldn't decide as most things tallied...so they paid it back into Steve's account, took photocopies of it, and will send it away to see if its real or not.

No bloody post delivery again! The elections were yesterday, so no excuse now, but not seen or heard a postie today at all. We wonder if we are reverting back to the twice a week delivery system we used to have, Tuesday and Friday, so we'll see. There are a total of now some eight items we are waiting for, those are the things we know about, no idea of the unknowns.....we've been waiting for post that was sent from the UK from the 11th May onwards, bloody ridiculous! No point complaining as we'll just be joining a long list of disgruntled complainers. There's hardly a week goes by without a letter in one of the english language newspapers about the shite service we get from the Post Office, I'm sure I read somewhere the Spanish Post Office is either owned or co-owned by the German Post Office, now I always thought the Germans were efficient! The spanish post office have been taken through the EU courts as well for their appalling service, but makes no difference!

No shags or skimpy knickers this week....Bugger!

One good thing at the mo! My walking, up to a daily average now of 2.5km (1 1/2 miles). Seems weird that just two weeks ago 1km ( 3/4 mile) nearly killed me!

2.5km takes me an hour, I'm not racing, but taking the walk at a fairly brisk pace with a few stops for water along the way, today I did 2.84 km (1 3/4 mile)

What I can't work out is why somedays, one leg aches more than the other, I take them both with me, so they both go just as far, so why does one ache one day and not the other? But, I enjoy it, it gives me an hour of 'me' time away from the apartment, I nose at peoples terraces and gardens as I walk along, and have a route with points that seem to be getting closer and closer each day, I don't wander along thinking "Oh my God, its too far" any more. I even wake up in the mornings and wnat to get a move on with things so I can get out and walk.....and if anyone had told me three weeks ago I'd be walking every day and this far everyday, I'd have laughed and made some stupid joke....I've suprised myself....which at my age, is no mean feat!

Monday Madness and a bit of a rant!

Monday's the busiest day of the week in Spain, for some reason everyone and their dog needs to be everywhere, and usually everywhere we need to be, banks, post office, shops, all crazy!



No shag this morning, no, we had to get up because we had a lot to do.....yes, that's as maybe, but a quickie wouldn't have made that much difference. If I'd have added up all the time spent queueing this morning, that would have made for a very nice time! Ahhh, never mind!



We went out last night for an Indian, nice place about 10 minutes drive from home, so not too far. I always make an effort when we go out, wear something nice, hair done, a little bit of make up, sexy undies, nice perfume, that to me is the way it should be, and once in a nice restaurant, one eats nicely and no one sticks out, no one detracts from anyone else enjoying the meal. That's my opinion anyway, its the way I was brought up, seems that others have different standards and yes, this is a snobby statement from me, I don't give a shit, there is a way to behave and that's all there is to it!



We had just finished our poppadoms when this family came in and were seated at an adjacent table, Father, in his mid 50's, dressed in sportswear! A long sleeved T shirt, 3/4 length Adidas pirate trousers and sparkling white trainers, Mother, now this was a strange sight, she had three coloured hair, blonde at the front, black in the middle, and purple at the back, nails that obviously didn't do any housework, and loads of gold, rings on every finger, big earrings, bracelet, necklace etc, but she was wearing sports type casual clothing...a T shirt that was so thin I could almost read the label sewn into the inside and baggy trousers that looked two sizes too big, and sparkling white trainers, Daughter, dressed as any normal teenager with the standard Catherine Tate scraped back hair and earrings, the daughter I can forgive, but the parents! Not a chance, what do they think they are doing, going out to a nice restaurant in sportswear? And trainers? And whats with wearing the contents of the jewellery box? And as for the way the mother ate....feeding bits into her mouth in a conveyor belt style, pushing more in before swallowing the last and picking up stray bits from her bust area and eating them too....A complete slob!



I cannot understand people that wear sports type clothes that never do any form of sport to begin with, and I cannot understand people that wear loads of jewellery, fancy hairdo's and nails, and then top it off with the ultra casual look!



Guess what? Yes, they were Brits, can spot them a mile off, absolutely no class, no idea how to dress and behave, and absolutely no table manners at all. Another family came in and sat at the table near to the slobs, dressed a bit better, but gave the game away when the young lad got out a games machine and proceeded to play while the parents talked, yes, Brits again! One would never see any continental children doing this in a restaurant, they sit and join in with the conversation and are very much a part of the occasion. Its no wonder the Brits are frowned upon by many continentals.......

Yes, sorry that was a bit of a rant, its something I get quite wound up about, and sometimes I am so grateful that I can speak Spanish as can deny knowledge of being associated by place of birth to some of the sorts that come here. I'm not saying people should be stiff and awkward, but any restaurant, no matter where you are, is not the place to be wearing sports clothing, a woman should not go out wearing it and her jewellery etc either, a woman should make an effort, she should look nice for her man, trying to feminise sports clothing with nail varnish and multi coloured hair just doesn't work! And as for children playing games machines at the table, that's plain antisocial in my book !...

Rant over !