Friday, 30 August 2013

Home is where the heart is

.....at least that's what they say, but that special "heart" is in bed with another bout of Lyme disease. He has just had his blood-test results back and they indicated borrelia.  We seem to have a lot of deer ticks in the fields near the cottage in Sweden, and if it it is not me it will be hubby catching this wretched disease, usually while mowing the lawn, without having his whole body covered up to protect against ticks. Friends, don't let this stop you from coming to visit though, we don't expect you to mow the lawn.

Here in Australia they haven't got a clue what borrelia is since it does not seem to exist here. It is not fun and you feel very achy and miserable generally, similar to a man cold but much, much worse.

Anyway, I am back in God's Own Country   (that is one of the nicknames for Australia, together with "down under", "the lucky country" and the "sunburnt country") !! However when I Googled this, I found that many other countries, New Zealand in particular, called their country God's own. So I'll say I am back in Oz then and everybody will understand what I am talking about.

These flights from overseas generally arrive very early, and mine did too.  We were back at the house before 7 am and had time to catch up on a few things before hubby went to work.

I think you realize you are getting old when you find the escalators too fast in Singapore airport (or are they particularly fast there?) I had to stand and will myself to get on, frequently creating a little queue behind me. At the end I realized that the best way was to just get on in your stride, without even stopping, and that worked better. I wish I had known about the emergency button. Singapore was fun, with +36 °C and 90% humidity. I didn't have a proper stop-over with a night in a hotel but I still had 12 hours to spend somehow. So I went shopping, and boy, can you shop in Singapore.

More is to come since I think hubby is planning something for Father's Day on Sunday, so I'll leave you for now with a big yawn.

Did I mention that we seem to be cat sitting again?


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