Not Safe for Men
We’ve just arrived back in Canada. Let me set the scene with a “prequel”.
We’ve just arrived back in Canada. Let me set the scene with a “prequel”.
I only have two jobs when we travel – well, I reckon one out of two really isn’t that bad
It’s only cold until the rain starts, then it’s cold and wet.
A wise man once said, “you only travel as far as you wish to go.” His wife said, “unless I decide otherwise.”
Way back in the silent movie days, theatre crowds roared with laughter at the antics of the Keystone Cops, a group of wildly incompetent policeman whose signature move was to run crazily back and forth, never catching the rather likeable bad guys. Today was a bit like that.
“You’re going where?!!” We look at the shocked, sceptical looks on our friends’ faces
To quote the old Irma Thomas song, you don’t miss a good thing until it’s gone.
Shared memories are some of the best things in life, and it doesn’t really matter whether you’re looking back on old ones or creating new ones for the future.
It’s Friday. Nanette says she loves Fridays, because we get to “do some jobs around the house”.
The longer we’re married, the better my wife No’s me.
Picture the scene. We’re sitting on the couch on a cold Toowoomba night, deciding what we’ll do for our wedding anniversary. A weekend away would be nice.