tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post7492586334853878012..comments2024-01-30T21:45:11.254+11:00Comments on Jabberwocky: Surrogate childrenArielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17570339715916432947noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post-24519412963152149502007-01-25T23:33:00.000+11:002007-01-25T23:33:00.000+11:00Oh no!! You were there and we didn't see you! I we...Oh no!! You were there and we didn't see you! I went up to a few random women and said, "Are you Ariel?" I thought that you and Audrey would already have exchanged pictures or something, so yesterday I sent Audrey an email to tell her what I looked like and she picked me out from randomly wandering people. Are you still in town this weekend? I'm about and would be happy to buy you a beer. Email me - halfheartedhack@yahoo.com.auredcaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01916750858980883634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post-32683213416479760282007-01-25T20:01:00.000+11:002007-01-25T20:01:00.000+11:00Hey RC - no, I couldn't find you in the pub at all...Hey RC - no, I couldn't find you in the pub at all. I hung around for half an hour, walking in circles and sitting in various spots. And felt very very stupid for not having realised that of course I wouldn't just recognise you both, as I presumed I would. Sigh. Your idea about the red roses wasn't so silly after all ... glad you & Audrey found each other, anyway. So sorry I missed your sign - it must have been after I gave up, feeling very silly, and left. Maybe another time, with some way to recognise each other? Sorry I missed it.Arielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17570339715916432947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post-15985617657151762412007-01-25T00:23:00.000+11:002007-01-25T00:23:00.000+11:00Ariel, what happened?! Could you not find us in th...Ariel, what happened?! Could you not find us in the pub? We even stuck a up a little sign that said, "Are you Ariel?" We had a dandy time - it was a pity you weren't there.redcaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01916750858980883634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post-90970028833347641692007-01-22T08:14:00.000+11:002007-01-22T08:14:00.000+11:00Bah humbug, redcap!
Enjoy Mexico, Ariel. Knowing...Bah humbug, redcap! <br /><br />Enjoy Mexico, Ariel. Knowing F is having a good time will make it easier for you.mevahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18006090511428184077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post-28809252984819290972007-01-19T20:28:00.000+11:002007-01-19T20:28:00.000+11:00Actually, that makes me think of my 30th birthday....Actually, that makes me think of my 30th birthday. The fambly had come around for dinner and I managed to get uttery trashed on champagne. (Not my fault. Someone kept filling my glass, really!) Prior to this, my niece had never shown the least interest in me. This is because I'm the Evil Aunty. However, I'm the Helluvalotta Fun Aunty when I'm munted. Of course. Miss Niece had managed to run rampant through in my flower beds, getting generally grubby, so the pair of us were sitting on the edge of my bath, splashing our feet to get tidy again. Apparently, this was a bit of fun, so Miss Niece said to Number One Brother, "I don't want to go home! I want to stay with Auntie Redcap!" What did NOB say? Naturally, he said, "Look, Auntie Redcap is going to sober up soon, and when that happens, you Don't Want To Be Here." Sad, but true. I wish I had at least one maternal bone in my body...redcaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01916750858980883634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post-42725170568672296062007-01-19T16:22:00.000+11:002007-01-19T16:22:00.000+11:00That's delightful! I love sharing secrets with chi...That's delightful! I love sharing secrets with children.<br /><br />...<br /><br />That sounds a lot worse than it is.audreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07323195108685705355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33579237.post-53415179983173752522007-01-19T12:00:00.000+11:002007-01-19T12:00:00.000+11:00He he he. Just goes to show, kids can't keep secre...He he he. Just goes to show, kids can't keep secrets. Did you get dirty looks from little red dress's parents for telling whoppers?<br /><br />The weather's charming here at the moment - wet and sticky. Perfect drinking weather, of course, even if the ice melts way too fast.redcaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01916750858980883634noreply@blogger.com