Fobzyfobzy prepares for the journey home.
April 8th 2008 08:39
Now that I've gotten over the shock I'm quite looking forward to my little visit home. But MARRIAGE, the very idea has come as a great shock, either that or I get disinherited, not much fun that especially as I have no other means of support.
But, I'm resigned now. I'll be flying British Air, is there any other way to fly? Mother has made all the arrangements and I have organized a new wardrobe of clothes and no just in case Google is watching I do not mean one of those wooden things, the very idea.
I'll be back in my native England come Monday and Mother will send a car to meet me at the airport, with a mother so organizing as mine it's no wonder I'm hopeless but that woman means business. She is going to get me married off whether I like it or not, if the nuptials have not taken place by the end of the year I'll eat my top hat, we still wear them you know, we toffs.
But you know me, fobzy, I rather like meeting the ladies, but marriage? it has never before crossed my simple mind.
Oh, well, all good things must come to an end and I, fobzy, will just have to grin and bear it.
It will be a very hectic social two weeks for me and I assure you I shall be meeting a lot of ladies, some ugly, no doubt, and quite unmarriageable. I just hope I get to select from the cream of the crop not the other lot but most of the delightful ones are already spoken for so I can turn my eyes away from them sadly, anyway there are certain advantages to marrying someone a little quieter, shyer and less pretty, they are more likely to be grateful to settle down and produce lots of little fobzy's and that's rather a nice thought.
I would have liked a choice of some of the various stopovers and Japan would suit me well but mother said, NO, she wanted me there as soon as possible so that idea got squashed.
I'm quite a seasoned traveller and used to all the various airports and the protocols and the delays and what I am allowed to take in my luggage and what not.
And indeed with my new clothes I shall have quite a lot of luggage but never mind Mother will foot the bill for the excess.
So long as I stay away from betting, and select a suitable bride, Mother will be happy to pay all my expensed, what other guy do you know who is as lucky as that?
So it's a traveller's tale I'll have for you over the next fortnight as I'm bound to be swanning around England, visiting some of the best of families, but there's always that little skeleton in the cupboard. mark my words, and no Google I do not mean the pantry,
And this post is about Travel and Travel and more Travel, just to avoid any confusion.
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Comment by Jill Browne
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Trying to get pregnant, fertility counselling and even infertility clinics
where I am quite sure you and your lovely google-ish bride will have a sumptuous, pregnant, fertile, conception time.
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In the very unlikely event that my wife proves infertile, I think I'll be expected to divorce her and get another one.
Her family fertility history will be thoroughly checked, may I assure you.
My dear, I know you have the very best of intentions, but perhaps you should stay with travel, you'll enjoy my little post about sailing on Sydney Harbour, I feel sure.
I'll be back in England by Monday, for the elimination rounds for two weeks then back to Australia and I may even try Canada for a quick visit, those last days of freedom so to speak, I now think perhaps I'd make an excellent Travel writer, mainly by copying things from blogs, I'd send you a nice little smiley, but I am not all that computer literate, you know.
Jill and fobzy for England, the mother isle.
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Cheers,
jill