Sorry for the silence

Sorry for the silence. We put in wireless internet and for some reason it all went pear shaped.

Anyway I'm back and ready to complain about more foolishness.

Like that poor postman! There's this nice little postman who told the people he delivered to how to avoid getting junk mail that Royal Mail gets paid to send out and they suspended him. He's getting a lot of local support though so they may have to re-instate him.

Anyway, as you can imagine I have a whole heap of emails to catch up with so I am gone for tonight.

Later.

Slackness!

You heard about the British guy who had an argument with his wife while on holiday in Greece and then grabbed his two kids (a 6 year old boy and a 2 year old girl) and jumped off his balconey? Apparently the wife had declared her intention to divorce him and take the kids with her. He shouted that he would take them before she did - only he didn't mean to his mother's house. He then proceeded to attempt to murder them.

He succeeded with the boy, luckily the little girl only broke her arm. And what of him you might ask? Alive and kicking with broken limbs. He claimed that he was drunk and had taken some anti depressants. Local Greeks are disgusted and a local official said that once he realises what he has done (i.e. the father) he should commit suicide. Nothing of political correcteness there.

This is terrible!

I pray for the wife and little girl.

Glad for Peace - Well sort of peace

I'm glad to see that the ceasefire in Lebanaon is still keeping. I pray that good sense will prevail and the killing won't start again and that this part of the world can stop the constant war. Now if only Iraq could get on the road to prosperity for the Iraqis . . .


On the job front, I have an interview soon. Wish me luck.

Excitement at the Airport

Seems like I am always travelling close to the time of excitement at airports. In September 2001 I was at the hairdressers in the Springs getting braids put in while the twin towers were obliterated. The following week I was booked on a plane to the UK. And now just 2 weeks after returning to the UK from Jamaica there is this big scare at UK airports. No hand luggage at all except for loose change etc. in a clear plastic bag.

My thought is how can they possible go back to letting people carry hand luggage as they used to? Won't the terrorists just try again? But go back to the old ways they are - today it was announced that people can again take on hand luggage. The only restriction is the size. YoOu can't take anything larger than a small computer bag. So excuse me, expolsives or their components cannot fit in a computer bag?

I'd be more comfortable if they kept the clear plastic bag restriction indefinitely!

Acclimatising

Was talking to hubby today about our experiences on the rock. We concluded that maybe if we had stayed a little longer and in better circumstances (our hotel was terrible!) maybe we would have got back in the groove so to speak - for him in terms of the heat - for me in terms of the culture. When we go back again, we'll go for longer and stay somewhere better than the hotel we stayed at in Ochie - I'll let you know how it goes when it happens.

In other news, the job search is going a little better. I have a temporary gig until next March but it pays less than half of what I was earning before. Why did I take it? Was out of work for 6 weeks and the redundancy money was drying up - I needed to take something so I took the 1st thing offered - with a view to looking for better at the same time. Some income is better than no income right? There's hope for a permanent role though at £10-£15k more than my last job. In the meantime I need to find a night gig. It's a matter of location - not many temporary comms gigs in Leeds. If I was in London now . . . Maybe a move is in order . . .

More tomorrow on current affairs hopefuly - I never wanted this blog to be about only me.

Apologies

Hi all,

Sorry for the long absence but I was off getting married on the rock. All is done now and I am back in the UK. My visit was an eye opener I can tell you.


I had a rather unpleasant epiphany. I lived in Jamaica between the ages of 10 and 29 and have always considered myself to be Jamaican even though Jamaicans consider me to be British. But when I went back I felt like a foreigner in the extreme - I actually felt British. I didn't recognise Jamaica and I didn't like it. Isn' t that terrible?! I feel like a traitor.

What I didn't like were the things that were bothering me a lot just before I left - they seemed highlighted. (Things like bad service and waiting endlessly for things to get done). Oddly enough I wasn't bothered by the heat at all I was fine and nothing much bit me but my now husband suffered and he was born on the rock!

What shocked me most was 2 things. The incredibly high prices (one day the dollar was 120 to 1 for the pound, the next day it was 123) and and how run down everything seemed to me. I wonder if I have been tainted by living in a 1st world country or have things in Jamaica really got much worse?

All I know is I am really comfortable with the 'easier' life I have here and definitley don't want to give it up. I'm staying in the 1st world for sure. How I've changed!

Ah confuse!

Maybe I should wait until I stay a little longer and see what I think then.