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Why yes, I have been overseas again. I am turning into quite the cosmopolitan jetset traveller. Not by choice, this time, but due to my work’s conference, which was great. Sitting by the pool, day tripping around the country – what’s not to love. I had a great time, right up until the point where people started falling ill left and right around me. And then I still had a great time, because I (miraculously) did not get sick myself. Apparently the Gastro Event Of Extreme Horror I went through last year may have better equipped me to handle similar things in the future. Which is good, because MY GOD I did not want to get that sick again. So I survive, with just the faintest touch of frailty and digestive upset. Then again, the same thing pretty much happened after our USA trip, so apparently a trifling change of diet is enough to upset me. (Mmmm, trifle.) Sorry, sidetracked. Want to see some elephants?

This was amazing, clearly. Watching this many elephants together (about 40 all up) made it really obvious what a social animal they are. Lots of play-fighting, pushing, poking with trunks, and rolling around in the mud and the water together. There were three small elephants that were totally submerged for most of the time, with just their trunks poking out of the water, as they formed and re-formed a big underwater elephant knot. This is an elephant orphanage, by the way, where they’re raised and then released back into the wild. Which is pretty much the other side of the river, to be honest.

What else? Oh, I took this photo on the plane over; it’s my view between the seats in front of me. Unfortunately my sneak photo-taking skillz need some work, but the lady in front of me had been watching Lord of the Rings and then paused it to take a three-hour nap, with the screen tilted in such a way that I could see it. Sadly for me, she paused it right on a scene where Frodo is passed out and staring blankly out of the screen with those big empty eyes, and I kept catching this disturbing image out of the corner of my own eye. Disconcerting.

Anyway, after my trip I returned home to find my laundry being ripped out. Yay! I have been wanting to do this since we walked through the house when considering buying it. Our kitchen has a little laundry room tacked on the end of it, and the plan has always been to smash out the wall dividing them and make it into one larger space. Now that wall is gone, and also the cupboard that used to be the entire end of the laundry room. LOOK AT THAT WALLPAPER. Just look at it.That had been hidden by the cupboard, by the way, so I had only seem glimpses of its magnificence before this. And it turns out that before this was a laundry cupboard, it was actually a toilet (see the roof cornices dividing it off, plus the louvre windows at the end). I can only think you would do your business and get the HELL OUT as soon as possible.

Luckily for us, one of our best mates has a home handyman-type business, so he and Mr. T are destroying the house together. Well, when I say Mr. T is involved, I believe he is in charge of making the coffees and fetching the left-handed screwdrivers. Also keeping the Little Dog out of the way, since he seems to have no sense of self-preservation. He walks into the path of swinging hammers, lies down in grout, sniffs running power tools, and yet is scared of the metal tape measure. Anyway, ripping up the laundry has revealed no less than four different types of tiles/lino under the sub-floor, as well as some rotting floorboards due to water damage, which have been removed to be replaced.

Unfortunately, having holes in the floor makes me morbidly conscious of rats, and having the cats flitting around getting into everything just makes me jumpier. When a sinuous furry thing come slinking out from under cabinets, my first thought is not GET OUT OF THERE CAT but instead a visceral GAAAAAAAH GIANT RAT KICK IT KILL IT KILL IT. My cats are lucky to still be alive, is what I’m saying. I mean, I’ve never seen a giant ginger rat, but there’s a first time for everything.

We are not rats. We are LOVELY.

6 comments to picture heavy

  • Did you bring me back an elephant? Glad to hear you didn’t get sick, getting sick on trips is horrible, not so much that you miss out on the action on ground, but flying sick is horrible. Haven’t done it with gastro, but my goodness I would not want to be locked on a plan for hours on end!

    I love the green wallpaper. I should send you a photo of my lovely curtains and wallpaper! Kind of like yours but blue floral! Luckily I’m not restricted to two colours like you, I have a couple more, white, pink, light and dark blue! It’s sexy, you’d be jealous.

    We’re currently deciding whether we lay out money for 16 acres in town OR buy the place we’re currently living in OR buy something else. In other news, our fluff ball will arrive end of November. Going to NZ to visit in end of October.

  • You won’t have rats – you have 2 fluffy cats and an enormous dog. Rats have more sense than to come to your house.

    I’ve been to that elephant orphanage, I think. I didn’t see any river play, which sounds awesome, but we watched a baby elephant have a bottle and I took a photo of an elephant’s erecti0n because impressive was not a good enough word to describe it.

  • I was going to comment on the magnificence of the elephants, but then I saw the wallpaper.

    (BTW there are some gorgeous playfighting baby elephants on YouTube if you need a fix).

  • Blah blah blah, you’re sicker than me, your dog is bigger than mine, you’ve seen more elephants than me, your walls are more garish, blah blah blah. Always with the one-up-womanship.

    (Rotten luck. Hope you’re better soon.)

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