The truth is, most men suffer from this - given the choice they'd probably opt to never grow up and spend a life in glorious limbo, somewhere between puberty and serious responsibility. As for Wendy, don't kid yourself, the minute she turned her back, even the green spandex Panman was off flying around with Sue, Sarah (and maybe Bob) too.
Many things have got me thinking about this, a couple of incidents very close to home which i wont mention on here and a very interesting article of the same name in the Times today.
Sometimes, i see so much deceit and heartache around me, I wonder why we bother at all, but then I'll go a nice wedding and see a couple so very in love, I'll remember why. Still, it seems even marriage is not enough to stop tragedy these days (whilst i loathe mentioning it on here but Rooney, Pitt, Woods) ... which again begs the question - if that's your game - why bother in the first place?
Oh i remember, i mean surely we've all learnt something from Patsy Kensit... a super profitable divorce!
Sigh...
BNB x
Monday, October 25, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
No more madame...
Our final day in Bombay and the reality is finally sinking in. One of the most shocking realisations i had whilst powdering my nose in a now depressingly empty bathroom, was how accustomed I have become to answering to the call of .."madame" or "maam" Imagine??? If someone had told me 3 years ago that was the case i would have laughed it off, now i am horrified to say that I'll miss being addressed in such a manner and 'oy you' 'lady' 'etc just wont have the same ring to it... sigh
As long as B does not expect me to call him Sir from now on...
BNB x
As long as B does not expect me to call him Sir from now on...
BNB x
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The incident of the impossible apple juice...
I know i said don't start me on this... but here goes:
Having enjoyed a refreshing apple juice (canned i might add) with my breakfast in aforementioned haveli hotel, i decided to continue the trend and have some with my dinner. Not very big night i know, but it was really hot ok!
Upon asking for my apple juice i was given the curious reply by waiter "No madame, not possible"
Surely there must be some mistake, why i only had some a few hours ago - I'll try again. please sir - can I have some apple juice?
"Not possible madame"
Bearing in mind i was not asking them to crush any apples between the thighs of a nubile maiden, i decided to pursue the matter.
" I am thirsty, i do not want beer, please can i have the juice i had this morning?"
At this point i was told actually yes, i could have some after all and after only 15 minutes was presented with a nice chilled apple juice, which i downed in one thirsty gulp and promptly asked for a refill. This it turns out was too much...
4 different waiters came in turn to take this order, all looking nervous and edgey. but after half an hour, no refill. I decided to go the bar and investigate... at which point i was told, there was critical shortage of apple juice in the city, they had searched high and low but not another can was to be found anywhere...
So it turns out that apple juice was now indeed impossible. So i settled for a very doable but slightly flat diet coke (oh and some food poisoning to boot, loved that food poisoning!) Lady Adventure Williams found this amusing anyway...
BNBx
Having enjoyed a refreshing apple juice (canned i might add) with my breakfast in aforementioned haveli hotel, i decided to continue the trend and have some with my dinner. Not very big night i know, but it was really hot ok!
Upon asking for my apple juice i was given the curious reply by waiter "No madame, not possible"
Surely there must be some mistake, why i only had some a few hours ago - I'll try again. please sir - can I have some apple juice?
"Not possible madame"
Bearing in mind i was not asking them to crush any apples between the thighs of a nubile maiden, i decided to pursue the matter.
" I am thirsty, i do not want beer, please can i have the juice i had this morning?"
At this point i was told actually yes, i could have some after all and after only 15 minutes was presented with a nice chilled apple juice, which i downed in one thirsty gulp and promptly asked for a refill. This it turns out was too much...
4 different waiters came in turn to take this order, all looking nervous and edgey. but after half an hour, no refill. I decided to go the bar and investigate... at which point i was told, there was critical shortage of apple juice in the city, they had searched high and low but not another can was to be found anywhere...
So it turns out that apple juice was now indeed impossible. So i settled for a very doable but slightly flat diet coke (oh and some food poisoning to boot, loved that food poisoning!) Lady Adventure Williams found this amusing anyway...
BNBx
Making friends with the prince
Back in Bombay for last few days and recalling some of the funnier moments from all the India travels and a recent trip to dusty Rajasthan with Lady Adventure Williams, (as she shall now be known) is perhaps one of the funniest.
Morning time, having arrived in Jaisalmere at 5.20am on overnight train from Jodphur we arrived at our haveli hotel, to find our room had been given away to some other lucky guests. Brilliant. Now don't be thinking we were apologised to, instead our zealously moustachiod receptionist merely pointed at some rugs on the floor and offered "now you sleep here till room available. No room till lunchtime..."
Sigh. Cue angry & tired Barbie "but i have reservation -this is not good enough, get me the manager!"
Moustache "sir is sleeping Madame"
Barbie: "Well wake him up!"
Moustache: "ok....."
Cue woken up Manager " hello, madame what is problem, how can i help"
Barbie: "problem, i'll tell you the problem - this is SHIT and if you don't find us a room we'll leave immediately" etc etc
Needless to say this was all sorted and a room was found... however, when in room and reading tourist bumpf we came across some interesting info, "the hotel was still run by some royal family of Jodphur, in fact the prince himself can often be found working in reception and kitchen"
Turns out my opening gambit to prince Vikram Singh of Jodphur, grandson of Maharaj Kishan Singh ji, was
" this is shit". hhhm not my finest hour.
But they had their revenge. Our free dinner that evening had a nice side helping of tourist diarrhea... and don't even start me on the apple juice...
the shame...
BNBx
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Life's a bitch
Despite being in one of the most amazing spots on the planet, the very jungle like Sri Lanka - am reaching meltdown levels. New house to be #2 in the land of chicken and waffles has also fallen through, for no good reason other than nonsense beauracracy.
People often say that when you find your house, you just 'know', you open the door and can feel yourself living in it... that's what this was like. But i'm going to put those feelings aside and box them up with all the other disappointing events of the last few years.
Bolshy Barbie has gone out for the day I'm afraid and has been replaced by Browbeaten Barbie.
The good news is that the sun is still shining and i can play on the beach in attempt to forget.
2 weeks left in Asia now, guess i should make the most of it.
Laters
BNB x
People often say that when you find your house, you just 'know', you open the door and can feel yourself living in it... that's what this was like. But i'm going to put those feelings aside and box them up with all the other disappointing events of the last few years.
Bolshy Barbie has gone out for the day I'm afraid and has been replaced by Browbeaten Barbie.
The good news is that the sun is still shining and i can play on the beach in attempt to forget.
2 weeks left in Asia now, guess i should make the most of it.
Laters
BNB x
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