I believe that I have mentioned in previous posts about the idiocy of packaging; well, here is an example. Seeing this, would you ever seriously want it to pass your lips? And the origin of this particular little monstrosity? A plane trip.
This is my sister and me, hanging around outside a holiday villa in...
The seasisde town of Acharavi in Corfu, because...
..we came to surprise our parents, who'd decided to get married again on the sly! I've refrained from writing about it until now, as I didn't want to run the risk that they'd read this blog before we'd turned up. Yes, after a hiatus of nearly twenty years, mum and dad got back together again, after a long and tortuous path. It's a long story, and one that might be dismissed as stretching credibility. Anyway, they have been back together for a while, then moved in together, and 6 weeks ago decided they'd wed while on holiday, a fact that My sister and I only found out about some 4 weeks ago, after which we found cheap plane tickets, contacted the wedding organiser and ensured the ceremony would go ahead only after we'd arrived, and sworn quite a few people to absolute secrecy. It all went to plan: I will cherish the image of my mum literally jumping out of her sun lounger with shock and surprise, as me and Karen sauntered up to her holiday villa, for a very long time. In all, we had a fantastic four days in the sun, and it was good to be with Karen, mum and dad - we haven't been together on holiday since 1984. And guess where that was? Nissaki, just round the coast from where we found ourselves this week.
I believe that I have mentioned in previous posts about the idiocy of packaging; well, here is an example. Seeing this, would you ever seriously want it to pass your lips? And the origin of this particular little monstrosity? A plane trip.
This is my sister and me, hanging around outside a holiday villa in...
The seasisde town of Acharavi in Corfu, because...
..we came to surprise our parents, who'd decided to get married again on the sly! I've refrained from writing about it until now, as I didn't want to run the risk that they'd read this blog before we'd turned up. Yes, after a hiatus of nearly twenty years, mum and dad got back together again, after a long and tortuous path. It's a long story, and one that might be dismissed as stretching credibility. Anyway, they have been back together for a while, then moved in together, and 6 weeks ago decided they'd wed while on holiday, a fact that My sister and I only found out about some 4 weeks ago, after which we found cheap plane tickets, contacted the wedding organiser and ensured the ceremony would go ahead only after we'd arrived, and sworn quite a few people to absolute secrecy. It all went to plan: I will cherish the image of my mum literally jumping out of her sun lounger with shock and surprise, as me and Karen sauntered up to her holiday villa, for a very long time. In all, we had a fantastic four days in the sun, and it was good to be with Karen, mum and dad - we haven't been together on holiday since 1984. And guess where that was? Nissaki, just round the coast from where we found ourselves this week.
2 comments:
Yes. What a great story. I wish they had decided to be together again when you were kids tho.
There were together until children were 17.So children with da and mum when there are kids!!!!!!
There are in their 60's and 17 years ago separeted.they divorsed in their 40's.comeon let's be hounest.they have done their best for them ,always supportive and best friend to both them.
I think it is not fear on them to give as such comment.
I know that they both wonderfull person and will be happy and enjoy their company,friendship.
I am wishing them all the best.Nurel
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