I went to Nice last week,just for a couple of days and managed to fit in Monter carlo and Cannes. Canne was underwhelming, i dont know why they make such a big deal of it. However, then weather was superb and i was glorying in my little dresses and sunglasses, fitting ptroperly into the scene. It was my first time there, and i would like to go back. My awful french only got me so far but a brilliant smile got me further.

Then it was off to Italy, the south of Italy, where italians dont normally go, judging by my italian friends' horrified expressions. But hey if you wanna chill out and frolick in the sea it's where you go. I went with a girlfriend, primarily to visit out girlfriend who needed our moral support in living with her toyboy's boyfriend's family. She acted like a spoilt brat and was a bit selfish, we realised the family are quite nice, we had a nice apartment they let us stay in, we drank a lot(with meals) although we did go to a cocktail bar and the bar man who had lived in London before served us potent cocktails and mojotos. I had five, they had two each but we walked home ok. In the end we were rally glad to leave her.

The good thing was we got to see out male friend(whom i'd had kisses with when he lived here but we deny it to everyone ). He is in the navy now and is a pilot. He looked great. All buff and he even had a bum. I think that was the first thing i commented on when he met us at the train station while slapping his bum and squeezing it at the same time. he didnt protest. he showed us the plane he flies and all the cameras and radars and machine guns attached. Interesting.

Im off to Vienna tomorrow. My friend persuaded his girlfriend's 21 yr old son to come and pick me up at the airport. he said he would show him a photo of me in my bikini as an incentive to get him to the airport on time. I got the girlfriend what i think is a nice pashmina, whith some detailed patterns, and i got the fudge at thorntons. I think that's enough.

My friend emailed to say we could go dancing if i am not embarassed to dance with an old man(43yrs). I told him i'll bring my little balck number. that got him excited and he said to definitely bring it he wants the other guys to envy him. he also stressed for me to bring my bathing suit even though the weather is supposeldy turning. I hope the pashmina will appease the girlfriend.

talk to u all later, i am sure it will be fun.

Oh, an american guy i met a year ago who pestered my friend for my number(friend didnt pass it on immediately phone me yesterday fotra date next week.

Hooray!!

I have been blogging for a little over two years now. In that time, i have "befriended" some wonderful people an come across some really nasty ones. I have read all sorts of blogs and been particulalry drwan to blogs where there are feuds, be it family or friends going on. Opinionated as I am, i have been attacked on blog, because someone misinterpreted what i said, or simply because they disliked who they thought i was.

I remember some friends coming to my rescue and even people who wwerent on my friends' list dissecting everything I had said to try and show the moron that she was misguided and barking up the wrong tree.

Why do we blog? for some it's to vent. They vent their anger at the world, their lives, their families their jobs. For other's it's to boast and for most(like myself) it's largely to moan and get an insight into how other people live. I hate it though when reality seems to cross over to cyberspace. When one has an ongoing feud with their family, if they are your friend, or atleast your cyberfriend you tesnd to stand by them and sympathise with what they have to say because it is all you know. If their family wades into it though it is something totally different.

I have always thought that family stuff should be left in the family. Yes we can vent our frustrations here but if your friends or people you know in reality come here to attack you what can you do? Sometimes I think it might be best if we all just blogged about our fatantastic or non-existent sex lives. Wouldnt that be wonderful?! Of course sometimes I wonder what people in my real life would say about the things I write about them. I would like to think that what i blog about I could tell them stright to their faces, sometimes within running distance i think.

We can never know who is right or wrong when there is some kind of feud going on in blogland. I remember a few weeks ago, there was a group of people hell-bent on criticizing and pulling steph's blog apart. They just came across as sorry people who were jealous. It's because the attacks became personal and i think that is really the root of all feuds. You can disagree with someone on a particular issue but as soon as it becomes personal, as in you diagnose them as being mentally unstable or dillusional then you have lost all credibility.

As far as I know at the moment, i am not feuding with anyone. I have no interst in that and even within my family, my sister hates me but i would never go as far as airing her dirty laundry here on blog. I might air my own in relation to my problems with her but to go out on a full attack? never.

So to menopausal mama's family: we dont know what the heck she is done to you or what you have done to her. It has been stresseful for all of us here reading the "she said-she said" issues here. Sometimes, one has to be wise enough to walk off cyberspace and deal with reality. Blogging for most of us is about a form of escapism and injecting an ugly dose of reality into our cyberworld really leaves a bitter taste.

pardon my spelling

This is the situation: i am going to visit a friend in austria in a short while (barring divine intervention). He has a girlfriend, who knows i will be visitng and just to make everything clear he will spend the nights in her flat while im there so there is no confusion of any kind.

I thought it might be nice to get her a present and him ofcourse when i go there but i dont really know her, save for a picture of them together he sent recently. I dont know what she likes or dislikes, and i dont want to ask him as i want the presents to be a surpise.

can anybody recommend something that would be acceptable as a male friend's present and something for the girlfriend? She is 50, he is 40. My mind is blank, i haven't a clue what people in Vienna like or dont like.

An italian friend wants me to bring him a british flag when i go to Italy. Where do they sell flags? who thinks of buying flags

please help me

To the wanker below who has been running all over my posts and posting his filth: fuck off and get a life. I have enough probelms without sodding bastards like you interfering in my life!

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