grinningdog

I have spent the day battling with Spanish bureaucracy and I'm now drinking a large gin. I suspect I know who is to blame. 😜

Pero mucha gente hablan Espanol! Although in fairness I'd prefer to stick with the dog.

Reminds me of a friend who lived in London, in a really rough area but there was never any street crime, car thefts or violence. A nice, leafy, peaceful street. Turned out his next door neighbour was the biggest drug dealer in South London and he didn't want any trouble on his doorstep. He was really nice bloke apparently! The only drawback was the Police would turn up once in a while at 5am as if he'd be stupid enough to keep drugs in his home.

I hated this chapter... and I loved this chapter. I hated what was happening but I loved how it was written. However, I do think we should band together, storm LittleBuddhaTW's house and find the last few chapters!

Do it! We decided to drive (from Spain) on a Friday afternoon and left on Monday. It's a truly great city. One thing though, don't believe TripAdvisor when it says the best pastel de nata comes from a giant McDonalds-like 'factory' in the city. But that said, almost any other pastel de nata is worth the trip on their own.

I'm sorry but my brain doesn't kick in this early. Maybe after another coffee.

Oh no... now I'm even more nervous of posting my stories! 😜 What can I say? I'm a sucker for a bit of romance and a happy ending!

For me, if I was Nick's Mum, I would point out that both the letters say nothing about Jack but speak volumes about the parents. The letters demonstrate the mean vindictiveness of his parents and their narcissism. Jack has been the target of this, not the cause. Easy enough for me to say of course.

Is it Saturday yet?

I'm happy with the current schedule. I get frustrated with stories on Nifty that post a new chapter after 6 months and we're expected to remember 27 characters, 3 sub-plots and 7 locations.

God, those sound like really depressing statistics.

Are the photos worthless because there is no proof who gave the beating?

and it would only make their lawyer richer.

Leaving aside how much I enjoyed the chapter for a moment, clearly someone owns a dog! I really enjoyed the bath scene because my dog was a complete drama queen who thought baths were a Gestapo torture technique and, like Mr Bojangles, he felt it was his duty to get everyone as wet as he was. His sister on the other hand would go into a catatonic trance and be led upstairs like a trip to the gallows. She'd stand stock still until all the shampooing and rinsing was finished and then she'd start to flail about and scream blue murder. It was like the towelling down was the worst part. And then she would find the nearest fox droppings to roll in unless we kept her in until the trauma had passed.

Cue the Mission Impossible music.