Free at last!
No fatuous excuses for prolonged absences this time - this is the real deal.
Truth is that after many months I have finally struggled free of the hessian bag Stevie and her co-conspirators had me bundled in, and licked myself free of caramel (that took a while without help, I can tell you). Remind me to make my next task the inclusion of a "no female shall be subjected to being made a human S'more" clause in the Geneva Convention. Believe me Stevie, I shall never look at a marshmallow in the same way again.
Once free however, the real trouble started - let me tell you that the Luxor's bilges are a tad slimy, and not made for climbing out of. Those cloggies may think they're neat, but you've never seen mould unless you've experienced the bowels of a classic Rotterdam barge. I've always said there was a closet slattern within that too-good-to-be-true DIY fiend Valerie. Vindicated at last!
Anyway, having swum, bribed, hijacked and begged my way back to the reassuring dullness of suburban Melbourne, I'm still sticky, but only because while you lot are under snow, I'm suffering in 40degC+ heat. Last night it only went down to 30.6. I'm even beginning to pine for my nice moist, clammy sack.
Now to visit you all in the safety of blogland, and check out your alibis ...
Truth is that after many months I have finally struggled free of the hessian bag Stevie and her co-conspirators had me bundled in, and licked myself free of caramel (that took a while without help, I can tell you). Remind me to make my next task the inclusion of a "no female shall be subjected to being made a human S'more" clause in the Geneva Convention. Believe me Stevie, I shall never look at a marshmallow in the same way again.
Once free however, the real trouble started - let me tell you that the Luxor's bilges are a tad slimy, and not made for climbing out of. Those cloggies may think they're neat, but you've never seen mould unless you've experienced the bowels of a classic Rotterdam barge. I've always said there was a closet slattern within that too-good-to-be-true DIY fiend Valerie. Vindicated at last!
Anyway, having swum, bribed, hijacked and begged my way back to the reassuring dullness of suburban Melbourne, I'm still sticky, but only because while you lot are under snow, I'm suffering in 40degC+ heat. Last night it only went down to 30.6. I'm even beginning to pine for my nice moist, clammy sack.
Now to visit you all in the safety of blogland, and check out your alibis ...
posted by MargieCM at 6:10 pm
12 Comments:
Sheesh Margie, how can you say that about my bilges....hmmmph....they are the cleanest oily bilges in the northern Hemisphere, and just cos you found yourself trapped there, there's no reason to be calling them mouldy...I shall hide my face in shame, never to blog again....double humph!!!
Still, glad you made it back to Melbourne in one piece. Stevie and I were a tad anxious after you went AWOL.....
What I really mean to say is WELCOME BACK!!! We've missed you so very much, and I've written numerous blogs with you in mind, just hoping that you'd take a peek now and then.
My newest new year;s resolution is not to lose contact with you again....feeling teary all over again...bug hugs!! xxxx
margie, happy new year and welcome back! Did you go walkabout and get lost?
xx
AM
G'day Margie! So nice to see you again here in ole blogland. I hope we get to see you here more often ;)
Happy New Year. we are having mild temps, a bit of rain yesterday and today, but no snow here. phew!
OH MY!
Found out and brazenly blamed for the whole sordid affair! Well, at least you included ValleyP in the charges, rightly so! Tho Gyppo did get away scot free... hmmmmm.
LOVELY to see you back darling! I wrote you a long letter last summer but had to postal address to send it to! It is a little outdated, but I will add to it and send it your way as soon as you send my your snail mail!
The word verification is bolope... perhaps that is what we did... we boloped you! The definition could easily be, "tied up in a sack and smothered in caramel."
Just out the door shortly but had to say hello and attempt to defend myself against your charges! And BTW, that was a very comfy sack, with pillows and all!
xo
OK Vally I admit, it was spotless - but where's the narrative interest in that? I am perfectly willing to slander you and your adoptive countryfolk in the cause of artistic license. (Or is it licence? I can never remember and can't be bothered looking it up - one is a verb and one a noun, but I can rarely remember which way it goes).
The point is I am free, and will attempt henceforth to maintain regular contact with my persecutors if only to keep the fiends at bay.
Yes, A-M, I got well and truly lost! According to Stevie, the elusive Gypsy Noir had a hand in it too, but as I am not on Facebook or Myspace (which I understand are her usual haunts), I find her hard to pin down. I could and should try harder though! She too must pay.
Grace, thank you - mild is lovely ... today we have had a cool change and it's been a perfect 24 degree day. I can't tell you what a relief it is to go outside and not feel like you've walked into a blast furnace.
Haha Stevie! I feel well and truly beloped. And you have no idea how hard it was getting back though Australian customs, covered as I still was in alien caramel, chocolate, and fruit tea leaves. And for the record, a packet of super-sized marshmallows does not a pillow make!
Hi Margie, here's another spot of reading you might enjoy...courtesy of an earlier life!
http://breedingeccentrics.blogspot.com/
At least they were the multicoloured variety!
Do you have those in Oz? They are little ones, fruit flavoured. Really rather disgusting, but kids like them!
And GUESS what I found in the local SuperStore?
TIMTAMS!!! You cannot imagine the looks I got as I yelped in glee when I found them!
Shoot me an email, if you would, to stephanieannstevens@gmail.com
xo
Although we are under a blanket of snow, Margie, I had sweat pouring down my spine the other afternoon, as I floundered about on my skis in two feet of fresh powder!
It is good to see you doing the rounds again.
Welcome back!
I think of you often.
xx
Margie, please don't go again...?? Where are you now, dear friend?
Well, aren't you just the tease, Margie...
If you have a moment, drop by my blog!
I DO HOPE you are not covered in caramel yet again! Honest Injun it was not me this time!
hope all is well dearest...
S
Ooooh another shaky start, but I am back, caramel-free,and with a few minutes to spare.
Vally, I have just visited your latest opus-in-progress, and I'm thrilled. I've left you a message, and will return soon. Many thanks for the link.
Stevie, I have mow emailed you, as you will be able to see once you get your face out of the Timtam packet! Yes, we do have those nasy little coloured marshmallows. They taste of nothing though. Aren't they mainly for use in cakes and biscuits? I prefer chocolate - haha I am so classy.
Dale, the mere thought of snow makes me shiver, although even I remember a time when I was cross-country skiing and was so hot I stripped down to my first layer of thermals. They were very loudly striped as I recall. What a sight I must have looked barrelling along. Enjoy your snow - I think of you a lot too, and would love to know how Beth's getting along.
Just time for a quick visit to you all now - off I go ...
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