Saturday, 24 October 2009

Another traumatic separation

Well, it's the school half-term holiday here now and tomorrow we're going away to Wales for a few days with friends.  It's been arranged for months and I've really been looking forward to it.  Until, that is, a couple of weeks ago when I spoke to my friend about it.
  "So," I say.  "We can get the internet at the cottage can't we?"  I have to admit that the internet is so huge a part of my life that, stupidly, I'd never even considered until this moment that the answer was always likely to be no.  Which it was.  I tried to suppress the panic and managed to stop rocking in the corner after about half an hour  remain calm.

So, tomorrow we're off here:


Pretty, isn't it?  Apart from the fact that this pic obviously wasn't taken in October.  Oh, and that it's not nearly as pretty as this:


which is what I WANT to be able to look at for the next five days *sigh*.  I guess it'll also give my Twymen the break from the New Moon clips it needs to begin healing.

There is a chink of hope though.  While I was preparing this post I discovered that The Haunted Airman is set in Wales (yep, the spider pic freaked me out enough to mean I hadn't looked into this film further than the pics).  Well, I know that Wales is whole country, but it's not that big, and I have this:


Really, how hard is it going to be to track that place down?


"Hmm, where's Stan?  She said she'd be here three days ago..."

Of course, I'm not completely stupid.  I realise that there's a slight chance that I may not be able to find him and, I'll be honest with you, the thought of not being able to give him his bath does upset me more than I care to admit.  That's why I'm planning on taking every single bloody Twilight item I own that I can fit in the car.  I'm already concerned about exactly quite how I'm going to manage it, but I figure that the kids can get by in the clothes on their backs for five days, right?

So, if anyone sees us on our journey, give us a wave.  What do you mean how will you know it's us?  Don't worry, I think you'll be able to tell....


"No Stan, we're NOT going back for the Edbrella..."

Quick plug for myself too - Chapter 4 of my FanFic 'Natural Satellites & Shooting Stars' is now posted up :o)


Meg said...

Have fun in Wales! I know I did the one time I visited. Well, I think I did. I don't really remember too much about it, except not being able to read the street signs because those Welsh freaks don't use vowels. ;)

Meg said...

P.S. We watched The Haunted Airman the other night. Here's my take: It was....interesting!

Rob's Bitch said...

HAHAHAHA - love the car graphic. I suggest a total break and bring nothing Rob related. Like a colon cleansing for the heart.

Anonymous said...

Try to enjoy your holiday in Wales. Bring all the Rob pics you can. The kids will approve. They seem to have grown attatched to him.

Stan said...

@Meg I know what you mean about the Welsh signs, LOL. I'll have a read of your blog in a bit when the kids have gone to bed and my sanity returns!

@ Rob's Bitch, sorry, not sure I can do the total Rob cold turkey thing, not sure I'd be much fun to be around ;o)

@ TwitardedMom, yes, I've already told Mr Stan that I'm still taking the laptop with me. He asked why but I daren't admit it was so I had access to my Rob stash of pics & films muhahahaa!

And yes, the kids are definitely on side, they always help me out in the Mr Stan/Rob wars ;o)

TwiWeasel said...

Oh Stan! *wail* What will I do without you?

Have a wonderful time in your not-quite-as-pretty-a-Rob Wales...I will content myself somehow...bloggy wise.


Z Any Mouse said...

Tie the kids on the roof so you can put KitchenRob in the car. Oh, and have a good time! You will be missed.

Stan said...

Aww, thank you! Keep an eye out here though, I may have a left a spare key with a friend ;o)

TwiWeasel said...

*rubs hands together gleefully*

What to do...what to do...

*maniacal laughter*

Stan said...

I'm not scared of you ;o)

*leading TwiWeasel into a quote-off*

TwiWeasel said...

Thanks for letting me join your blog, for however long...

I'd rather die than be with anyone but you.