My table which was given to me by my friend Louise from hotel school many many years ago has undergone a transformation. It's taken me a year and 2 months to complete. I call it my holding it together table. When ever the wheels were about to fall off I would quietly sit and do a small amount. I like the mix of the mosaic table, African art from Nelspruit, Lemonade the Zebra bought on the side of the road and my red chair with Union Jack. All the special things in my life. Not quite sure at the moment about adding anything American quite yet.
Yes the Zebra word. Victoria calls the Zebra like any English person would but according to her teacher its wrong and she must call is a ZZZZZZebra. The Z is pronounced ZEEEE. Well I nearly had heart failure. Leon and I were you must be joking and it will not be changing. Quite a lot of things are coming up lately and I am finding it hard. Spelling the English way is also coming up as wrong. The kids handwriting in joined / cursive up is wrong and will be done the American way. Also coming back from school, the most important man in the world is the president. Is that a fact now. I am all for adopting another countries ways but do have to put my foot down when it is put across as wrong because its not wrong its done differently.
I got a call from the lady who invited me for tennis every Thursday and I was asked if I could not join them as I basically was holding them back. I really get it and fully understand but it still hurts. It was more for the company than the tennis to be honest but lets see I did say call if they go for a coffee or a glass of wine.
All these little things are cropping up and because I was never exposed to the competitiveness of sport in England its a strange feeling. All part of the character building I suppose.
The day ahead will be filled with sand paper, primer and paints. need to start shifting some of the furniture to completed.
Lots of love
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