Category Archives: Cataluna

Oh, and my dealer text

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with an offer I couldn’t refuse.  First she tried to tempt me with a photo, then she gave me the hard sell, you know, the usual, ‘look, they’re not your average product…… etc. etc.’ So I said, ‘oh go on then’ and I’m meeting her later to collect. and the goodies in question?  Pork pies! […]

My day

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Ah, what a cute papi kissing the head of his baby all snuggled up in the papoose, snarl, gggrrrr, schnarlllll.   Look, just look at the beautiful flowers along the Passeig, isn’t life wonderful?  Ggrrlll, schnarrrlll, grrrrrr……. I can’t believe how in love they are, how sweet snaaaAAARRRlll, ggrrrrr, schnaarlll!!!  Too adorable, I want to take the French Bulldog […]

It is quite possible

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that I may have met the male equivalent of myself! So then does that mean that I’m a complete narcissist to find him so irresistibly attractive? I can talk a LOT.  I can talk a lot of sh*t.  (You may have noticed).  Also, I say things often, mostly to amuse and entertain myself.  (I’m very […]

How I left the poor Frenchie lost in the City of Evil

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OR: When I politely declined the offer of a bed for the night and went home……. Male – check Own teeth (all visible, not brown) – check Hair – check Sexy accent – check and check again! Handsome – check Funny with a capital ‘F’ for Funny AND French – check Second date in Paris?  […]

There are some lovely people out there

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I was just returning home, minding my own business, looking at stuff and trying not to trip over ridiculously long extendable dog leads, with dogs still attached, when a young boy stopped me to hand me a flower and say he hoped it brightened this day.  (Rough translation) Today is a good day.  Enjoy it.