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Archive for the month “November, 2013”

It’s a jungle out there

A complex creature, they sense weakness at 1000 paces, pouncing quickly and efficiently on their enemy. Cold heartedly dismembering their prey before it knows it was even in the danger zone.

They tear into it piece by little piece until there is nothing left but the bruised, sometimes bloodied remains of what was once a living thing.

Relationships hold no value for this most callous of natures creations, they are a lone creature preferring to hunt and attack alone. There is no regard for blood lines as their killer instinct kicks in, it doesn’t matter who the prey is, in fact the closer the relationship to this creature, the better, it makes the fight so much more meaningful for them somehow and the subsequent victory – for they always win. That much sweeter.

It has a finely tuned sensory system meaning it knows exactly how and when to push the buttons of its prey to draw it out into the open, where it is exposed, vulnerable and helpless.

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Three strikes . . .

Husb and I like to think that we are rather hip happening types of people.
We like to take time out to chillax, roll with punches, hang, and I think that if we were put into a room with the teenagers and yoof of today that we could more than hold our own, know what I mean bruv?
Fo shizzle. Etc

In my head I am still a young exuberant, thin (without doing anything at all to be so) 18 year old and I like to think I haven’t changed that much since my not really ever that hedonistic younger days.

Unfortunately, however, this is all wishful thinking rather than based in actual reality.

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The story of how we nearly bought a house

Our suburb in Melbourne almost always has an auction on for houses selling in the streets surrounding us.

Selling houses via auction seems to be really popular in Australia and it seems like pretty much 99% of the houses here are sold that way. It is quite different to how it is done in the UK, although there is the odd auction (usually for the huge mansions), the vast majority are sold by simply putting in an offer with the agent and seeing if they accept.

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P – is for pelvic floor.

Or lack of, pregnancy is a serious loss of dignity isn’t it. You’ve got the first trimester when for some hormonal reason you need to pee 24/7. You are then told that you will have a second trimester respite until the third trimester arrives when you will againĀ need to pee 24/7. Respite? Ha, this didn’t happen for me.

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The race that stops a Nation

We have just arrived home after spending the most amazing day at the Melbourne Cup Carnival.

In Australia the Melbourne Cup is known as the ‘race that stops a nation’ and it is a huuuuge deal – especially in the state of Victoria.

We have lovely UK friends staying with us at the moment and as they are (huge) gamblers!* We thought what better way to help them lose all of their hard earned holiday spends than by blowing it on the nags! I must say husb did a stellar job of not just helping them lose their cash, but also did a pretty convincing job of depleting our baby fund as well.

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