Why I Could Never Be A Travel Blogger

adelaideLoving every moment of being here with Goldfinch. So glad I am finally here! I have been taking lots of photos and writing own little thoughts in my notebook to formulate into posts later. I wonder if anyone is thinking, “COME ON CARAMEL…WHERE ARE THE HOLIDAY PHOTOS? WE WANT TO SEE ADELAIDE!” Or maybe that thought is about as far from your mind as I am from London right now. 10,100 miles away!!!

adelaide beach.jpgWell, I regret to tell you I think they are going to have to wait until I am back in England.  I will need to blue-tooth them to my laptop and then create posts with the photos. I am a bit of a technophobe at the best of times, and I cannot figure out how to create a post on my tablet with photos on my tablet. I am sure there is a way…but it is beyond me!

On three occasions in recent weeks I had to explain what a Luddite was to staff who were trying to advise me on “issues” with my phone and my laptop. Two were PC World advisers and one was a Vodafone adviser. They had never heard of the term “Luddite”. When I explained who the original Luddites were, I then had to reassure them that when I called myself a Luddite I was joking, I don’t actually try to destroy technology…it’s never in anger, but always an accident when I drown, drop or destroy by other means my electronic devices.

I Give Up!!!

too muchIt’s been a very busy week so far…and I am finding I have not had chance to concentrate on some of the posts in my drafts folder I wanted to finish off before my travels.

This post is just to explain that I have started a number of posts which are nominations from other lovely bloggers for awards and challenges. I love these posts, but as you all know, they do take a while. I want to do them justice as it were. So I have decided I just can’t do them before I go away to Australia.

They are going to have to sit safely in my drafts folder until I am back. Then I shall make sure I spend some quality time on them.

happyVery soon I will be heading far far away! 10,100 miles away! The opposite side of the planet! The land down under! Australia! You may already be fed up with hearing this over and over. Don’t worry, I will leave it there for now.

I have scheduled a post for every day before I travel…and then I am re-publishing most of my Goldfinch posts. So if you have seen them before, you can skip them, or if you are curious, they tell the story of the lovely year I had last year with Goldfinch.

Isn’t it exciting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still can’t believe I am going! Six months after Goldfinch left England, I am on my way to Australia! Thank you thank you thank you for all of your wonderful comments and well-wishes. It is so heart-warming.

Yipppeeeeee!!!!!!

I booked my ticket!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Australia – here I come! I booked my travel insurance and all I need now is a visa.

I am so excited!!!!!! Can you tell?

Goldfinch called me around two o’clock in the morning last night and he said it would be wise to book my tickets before the price went up any more. So I did! Yippee!!!!!!!!

 

 

Take Good Care Of My Baby

It is 11.30pm on Friday 26th January 2019 here in London. That means it is 10.30am on Saturday January 2019 in Melbourne, Australia. How do I do I know this?

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Well…you know that invisible string that is tied to my heart at one end and at the other end is tied firmly to Goldfinch’s ribcage – it is telling me that he is in his element this weekend. A boardgame convention – role-playing and empire building and all sorts of games that could go on not just for hours, but technically for days and days.

Now…if you are going to be there and you end up playing against my Goldfinch – then play nice! He is very wonderful. So make sure he has the best time please.

And…buy him drink for me. Go on spoil him like he deserves it – because he is rather gorgeous. Take good care of my baby.

 

(I know this is a song about a woman – but imagine I am singing it about a man 🙂 )

 

Is Once A Week Enough To Satisfy Him And Me?

How often is too often? Is once a week enough? It’s nowhere near enough for me. But I am worried that even just once a week might be too much for him. I don’t want him to feel I am demanding! But I could easily be at it every evening as soon as I came home from work, if only he would not become weary of me. What do you think?

How many e-mails can I really send to Goldfinch without becoming annoying? Because I really really don’t him to find me annoying!

I would more than happily send him a long e-mail every day or several shorter ones. But I don’t think he wants that. I think it would quickly become a chore to him to read my messages.

I already know he is going to be an abysmal penpal – I made him promise that at least once every six months he will send me a line to let me know he is alive! But in truth, I am longing to hear from him more often. Longing! Longing to hear a little about his time with his parents and siblings during the holidays, his move back into his house – which he will have to share with some of his tenants – and his new job.

I also want to know about how he his spending his Australian summer. Is he out walking along the Sturt Gorge? Is he taking photographs? Will he send me some pictures so I can picture him?

Is he visiting all the places near home that he loves? Is he glad to be back with the familiar? Is he glad to be back with Australian shops and flavours? Does he miss England at all? Well, not the weather of course. Does he love not having to put on lots of layers of clothing?

Is he soaking up the sunshine? Does he go down to the beach? If he does, who does he go with? Is he wearing his thongs – which is what he calls flip-flops – that always made me giggle. He packed his thongs in his hand luggage don’t you know!

Did his extra suitcase that he had to send via freight arrive safely? Is he meeting up with other gamers (board games not gambling)? Is he spending lots of time with his son? Did ever I mention Goldfinch has a son? It is his son’s birthday soon. Is he catching up with friends?

Is he meeting pretty women and inviting them out for a drink? Has he heard from other friends in England as often or more often as he is hearing from me? Does he have a car yet? Did he buy crystal for his sister as a Christmas gift? Did she give him cheese?

Does he have any idea how much I miss him? Is there an address where I can post a hand-written letter or send him a gift?

I have been asked out by a Doctor I used to work with. I told him it was much too soon. How does Goldfinch feel? When will it feel like the right time? Sooner for him than for me I am sure.

I have also been asked by my ex if I will meet him for lunch after the holidays (a short and sweet relationship that did not work because he lives for money and all it buys and I don’t…he only liked me for physical reasons and I was not happy, he made me very uncomfortable actually). I think I might go for lunch with him, because I know nothing is going to stir up any feelings for him within me. He is the polar opposite of the kind of man who makes me feel nice inside. But he has always been fairly good with practical advice. He has a very sharp mind.

When I was in North Wales, I was chatting to a lovely bloke who sadly lost his wife to illness around four years ago. I have not seen him for around six years. But we chatted together for a couple of hours and he asked for my number. I want to talk to Goldfinch and ask his advice on everything.

But I don’t want to be a burden to him – ever. That’s one of the reasons why I didn’t beg him to stay. Because I would have become a burden to him with my head injuries.

I love him don’t you know! Does he really have any idea how much I love him? I don’t feel once enough is ever going to be enough to satisfy me. But I am worried, I don’t want it to be too often for him.