In the Middle East when someone says 'boukrah' [literally 'tomorrow'] they don't mean it. They mean 'soon'. When someone asks me when I will be home I usually say 'I won't be long…' meaning… well those who know me know the answer is rather too Middle Eastern for their liking! But as I sit here writing my missives to the world, the question which has perplexed me for years remains... will I ever belong?
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Busy...
Another day of doing lots... first a trip to the garden centre to get a present for my mother-in-law, then a trip to another part of Birmingham to look for a notebook computer for a colleague - second hand, had seen it earlier and was sold by the time I got there - then lunch with a family friend, then off to anther outskirt of Birmingham to see if Daniel can get old repairable instruments [he bought a flute in that state for 10 pounds] then off to a place Daniel might spend his next year, back to where we are staying for a quick dinner and then Tim off to an organ lesson and Daniel and I go to do the final packing of the stuff we are taking to Cyprus [they will pick this up between 9am and 12.30am tomorrow]. The photo of my phone diary shows how the week has looked... longing for Cyprus and being normally busy!
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