Exception Report

A positively good day! Despite my general proposal via Facebook for a husband failing to yield a result, I can still say that today has been a jolly good day. And here in brief are the reasons:

1)      We have signed a contract for my new apartment (which is just as well really as an electrical survey of the one I am in has highlighted that it’s a death trap – OK it wasn’t put exactly to me like that, but they looked very sheepish  and couldn’t meet my eye when  I confirmed that I got electric shocks off everything). It is everything I said I didn’t want originally as in isolated from the main street, but as I will be allowed to drive the vehicles soon (chill jacks) then I can cope with the location. AND it’s a good location. AND It is MUCH nicer than where I am now AND the electrics are not trying to kill me– and finally YES, I have a view to the sea from my bedroom veranda (sorry Clare). However despite all this I have stuck to my principals and it is not palatial or very expensive (in comparison to others)  and I will start to move probably next week – yippee!

2)      I have managed to retrieve a package from the post office without it being tampered with; having to open it and endure the contents being scrutinised in front of me by 2 sour looking women or having to exchange any money under or over the table (Romania memories). I think me tring to explain the leap year tradition helped, as the man at the sorting office look horrified as I think he thought I was asking for his hand not my belated valentines gift. He clearly wanted rid of me from his office ASAP.

3)      I was completely touched by my guard when I arrived home and he gave me a bunch of banana’s. Well to be fair they are from my own tree but I think this was his way of paying me back for the food I have left for him, and also giving him water when he was sick.  So obviously I am now rustling him up a full roast dinner with sticky toffee banana pudding…

4)      My driver asked me to speak with his daughter to be a positive role model for her to encourage her to continue with her studies and follow her dreams to be an engineer. OK we all know what a bad idea it is – the only role model I would be good for is the future Mrs Michelin, but still I thought it was nice to be asked. I genuinely don’t think there is any other motive behind it other than a proud father who wants his daughter to succeed in a world where amongst women in particular ,there is something like 80% illiteracy . I was even more touched when he volunteered to be the driver to risk his life helping me learn to drive the 4X4’s (or maybe he’s just trying to salvage his pride from the weekend).

So today I feel a little bit blessed.

Thank you life

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