I'll let AO finish that story.
There are no restrictions between travelling between provinces. There are check points, allegedly, but I've past a few of the places where they're meant to be and they were all having a nap.
9 days to go...
We had a bit of snow last night, but it didn't come to anything. Tomorrow is Epiphany, a public holiday in Sweden. I hope they use the time to take down all the Christmas decorations. Bah humbug.
I'm trying to take a few more photos before I leave next week. Here's another container ship being unloaded at Gothenburg docks this morning.
I'd like to say that after all this time I'll miss these views once I'm gone... but I won't in the fukkin slightest.
It was minus 2 walking in today and my freshly washed hair had ice in it by the time I arrived at the office.
I got my LOI (Letter of Guarantee) from the company today to cover my travel, with the added text stating that I've been in Gothenburg since September... just in case there are any problems travelling with a British passport. I printed off four copies, one for each of my travel wallets! There really is nothing left to do now, other than get a negative Covid test result and a Fit to Fly certificate next week. I must admit I'm not getting a lot of work done now... I seem to spend most of my time looking at my travel wallets and thinking about getting off the plane in Bangkok next Friday.
My mind is also drifting to projects with my daughter once I get back home in Korat...
I picked up these last night.
There is a saying that you can give a man a fish and he can have tea, give him a fishing rod and he can have tea every night. I think in the same VEIN... give a kid a conker and she can learn to play conkers. Grow a Horse Chestnut Tree and she can play conkers every year. Well, at least her kids'll be able to. So there's my first project, right there.
Last edited by Mendip; 05-01-2021 at 07:14 PM.
Ai Ai, Cap'ain.
Is Snubs claiming he had a previous nik on here?
^ Probably not, but that's what makes it such fun.
Ask me again in six months...
^ You tried it Helge?
That's interesting... I must admit I thought conkers would be too complicated for you guys.
Anyway, my French colleague finishes her rotation tomorrow, but intriguingly is staying here until Sunday. I could see that she was a bit overloaded today... trying to finish stuff up plus do her handover, so as I left early and I'm a considerate kind of guy I said I'd cook something up for her so she didn't have to think about food. I'm just too nice at times, and just like Joe 90... I'm no quitter!
I made up my famous (in my house anyway) spaghetti carbonara. I even left her a message written in French... that's how good I am!
I mean... what girl could resist that.
Then I retreated to my room to watch some shite on Netflix and wait for that little knock on the door.
After my shower my phone buzzed and I thought... fuk me, here we go... the spaghetti worked!
But it was my project coordinator on Microsoft Teams, sitting somewhere in fukkin west coast of America and just getting started and full of beans as I was finishing up for the day. And then me Russian colleague got involved with this 'chat' from his home somewhere in the arse end of Eastern Russia, I guess 2 or 3 hours in front of Europe and no doubt three sheets to the wind on vodka. This was all about some potential obstruction to a pipe lay in the fukkin Norwegian Sea next year.
I must admit, I could do without these work 'chats' in the evenings but it is pretty amazing what is possible now.
And I'm still waiting for that knock on my door.
Last edited by Mendip; 06-01-2021 at 03:11 AM.
^ I just had to copy that into Google translate. Yeah, that would have been an idea.
I thought of putting a Smiley Face on my note, but didn't even do that.
Maybe I'm just too subtle?
theres another you're missing...
Spotted dick
Hehe
She did politely tap on your door and quietly whispered, "mon ami, mon ami, je suis ici". She listened for your footsteps but overheard your Russian conversation.
Imagining you whispering Russian obscenities to her breasts it sent here to paradise and squirted, whilst whispering, "je suis venu, je suis venu, Je jouis, Je jouiiiiiiiiiiiiii ".
Check for a damp patch outside your door.
Slide a note, under her door, "Второй раунд сегодня вечером?"
Last edited by OhOh; 06-01-2021 at 10:54 AM.
A tray full of GOLD is not worth a moment in time.
I guess those would be the seeds of Aesculus hippocastanum, which is the only horse chestnut species native to Europe....
Probably not. Mendip might have more luck with Aesculus assamica, the horse chestnut found in NW Indo-China, S. China, NE Pakistan, Bhutan and Northern Thailand, the seeds of which also make very effective melee weapons for small children to play with (or conkers, as we Brits like to call them)....
Why, yes, introducing alien species is potentially tremendous fun for everyone (just ask my neighbours about Japanese knotweed)! It's also highly irresponsible and completely illegal, of course, which is why there are signs at airports warning against that sort of thing. But what could possibly go wrong?
Last edited by TheMadBaron; 06-01-2021 at 12:43 PM.
^^ That is a good point... I'll keep them in a pot until they die, if they even germinate that is.
My guess is they'll go the same way as the Rosemary I've tried umpteen times to get to grow... germinate then shrivel up and go black.
^ That explains yet another failure!
I was wondering how any girl could resist my spaghetti carbonara.
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