Drilling

I can’t tell you how happy I am.  It appears that everything now works.  My Indian phone, my English phone, my Yahoo account, Whats app. I can’t tell you how much this pleases me,   It is all thanks to everyone else though, not me.  If it were left to me I would still be sitting in a room on my own trying to figure shit out.  I am beyond retarded when it comes to technology.  Clarkey has again been a godsend.  She sorted out my English phone for me so I am a very happy girl.  Now I am just waiting for messages.  Hmmm!

Talking of things that make me happy, I just wanted to thank you all for your kind words.  It means heaps that you all are reading about my woes and even more that you take the time to write.   I am sending you all a big virtual kiss (whether you like it or not). 

Other things that bring a smile to my face; Germans speaking English.  Robbie is on a sports programme with young boys at a local school and has started doing something similar to circuit training with them, which he calls the drill.  He said to James and I yesterday “Tomorrow I will drill the boys very hard”.  I’m still giggling now.  One day I may actually grow up (let’s hope it’s not any time soon).