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Getting ready to go over to Gayle & Peters today for the Halloween party. Having internet access until tomorrow evening may be an issue so I apologise for the backlog in your blogs, but I intend to continue to hand write them and copy them up so everything is still fresh.
I am looking forward to being a butterfly tonight - the symbolism of being ready to fly ...
This morning was spent packing and travelling through the countryside surrounding this area - all the open expanse is mind blowing. It's hard to comprehend the amount of space here! This entire country has half the population of the UK yet the land mass off the UK fits inside just the one provinces, just into Ontario five times ... if that gives you an idea of the vastness!
PM
Gayle and Peter's home is lovely - they have most of their furniture bought from auctions and it's a fantastic collective ensemble. I loved it anyway. The heating is being fixed in their house at the moment so it was very, very cold but I put loads of layers on and we mostly huddled in their living room with the poochies Otto and Sam.
Peter had made us home-made beans for supper and Gayle had baked pumpernickel bread and rosemary bread - it was very delicious and warming to set us up before going to the Halloween party at the Legion.
I had a lovely time in there - a really lovely bunch of people. We sat at a table with others and got chatting to people around us. There was a live artist on playing a lot of old country music but it was so fitting to the setting. I got talking to a man named Paul who worked with the Legion a lot whose daughter apparently visits England a lot and loves it there. He was lovely, he and his wife Shelia - I think you'd have loved them too. Warm and bubbly people. They were in charge of picking the prizes for costumes and I think I won purely on being a visitor to the country. It was so nice to be made to feel so welcome.
As the night drew on and the bar shut, something that Paul said really struck me, he went and bought a round of drinks for everyone announcing, "we're here for a good time, not for a long time" and it really has stayed with me...
The evening finished with the final song being Elvis, "Can't help falling in love with you". I watched the various older couples slow dancing together and shed a little tear for missing you. We'll still be slow dancing when we're that age Snuffy, still very much in love.
Day eleven down.
Eleven days closer to slow dancing closely through the rest of our lives.
Mousey xx
Getting ready to go over to Gayle & Peters today for the Halloween party. Having internet access until tomorrow evening may be an issue so I apologise for the backlog in your blogs, but I intend to continue to hand write them and copy them up so everything is still fresh.
I am looking forward to being a butterfly tonight - the symbolism of being ready to fly ...
This morning was spent packing and travelling through the countryside surrounding this area - all the open expanse is mind blowing. It's hard to comprehend the amount of space here! This entire country has half the population of the UK yet the land mass off the UK fits inside just the one provinces, just into Ontario five times ... if that gives you an idea of the vastness!
PM
Gayle and Peter's home is lovely - they have most of their furniture bought from auctions and it's a fantastic collective ensemble. I loved it anyway. The heating is being fixed in their house at the moment so it was very, very cold but I put loads of layers on and we mostly huddled in their living room with the poochies Otto and Sam.
Peter had made us home-made beans for supper and Gayle had baked pumpernickel bread and rosemary bread - it was very delicious and warming to set us up before going to the Halloween party at the Legion.
I had a lovely time in there - a really lovely bunch of people. We sat at a table with others and got chatting to people around us. There was a live artist on playing a lot of old country music but it was so fitting to the setting. I got talking to a man named Paul who worked with the Legion a lot whose daughter apparently visits England a lot and loves it there. He was lovely, he and his wife Shelia - I think you'd have loved them too. Warm and bubbly people. They were in charge of picking the prizes for costumes and I think I won purely on being a visitor to the country. It was so nice to be made to feel so welcome.
As the night drew on and the bar shut, something that Paul said really struck me, he went and bought a round of drinks for everyone announcing, "we're here for a good time, not for a long time" and it really has stayed with me...
The evening finished with the final song being Elvis, "Can't help falling in love with you". I watched the various older couples slow dancing together and shed a little tear for missing you. We'll still be slow dancing when we're that age Snuffy, still very much in love.
Day eleven down.
Eleven days closer to slow dancing closely through the rest of our lives.
Mousey xx
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