Welcome aboard.
Thanks!
Adam that's much better I was imagining everyone pushing in all over the place, that would totally drive me crazy id start showing everyone the queueing system. (Ahem it's an orderly line whomever is first to arrive and follow in succession) I can't help it I'm such a control freak!Good afternoon, mamma, call me Adam.
They do queue in supermarkets and the post offices and utilities places have a number system so it's not like this everywhere.
The local shops know that if they allow someone to push in in front of me, I shop elsewhere, so it's pretty much fine except for the buses or a shopkeeper that doesn't know me.
I'm a Somerset lad myself and spent lots of my youth in Cornwall, love it there. But I was rubbish at rugby, too skinny.
wifey's always showing me You Tube videos. 'sigh'.
Agreed. You're welcome to stay. We even offer a free international translation service for when (proper
) British English proves incomprehensible to those in north America and vice versa 
Camel is rather yummy, yes.
Saudi Arabia imports camels for meat from Australia.
And sand, too.
Why Hello, John.i have told several people this
No. Adam was just making sure we knew how to stay out of troubleare we in trouble?
Well, i have finally caught up on all the thousands of posts i missed while I was away.
I have now read every post in the Cold Dark Room.
I feel dizzy.
Ahem sorry been busy so good evening
No. It wasn't even a warning.are we in trouble?
Not here. Still late morning.
Good morning all.
Right now I could cry. I've just had to go into Mum who has started another attack of labarynthitis
My plans to go home are stalled.
First attack as soon as I went on holiday... another attack when she confesses to me that she had one while I was away... and another the night I am due to leave. I googled... stress can be a trigger.
Can our British contingent please enlighten me on THEIR "custard?"
Over here in the US, the custard I've had (and love!) is almost always cooked in small, individual cups and although soft, is firmer than mashed potatoes and does NOT pour: it's eaten with a spoon.
The only other custard I've seen here was in a pie.
It sounds as if your custard is loose enough to POUR, and is almost more like a sauce?
Please butt away, you're most welcome, it's a good way to get to know some of the forums regulars.
Ok, he's back,
we'll see what's up in a minute, i expect.
Lengthy hangover after the friends came round?Ok, he's back,
Tired hot and annoyed by now, more so, that wifey and i only had 3 ciggies left at home and all 4 of the shops that sell them were mysteriously closed. it's not a holiday, i even asked people if i'd missed something but just got the typically annoying Moroccan shrug or assurances that they might be open later - or not.
So, to buy some prickly pear fruit for Tidgy and head back via the backstreets to buy cigarettes.
The pavement is narrow down on this part of the road, but the road is quite wide,so the barrow of fruit sellers are in the gutter and you walk in the road to see what they sell as the pavements are blocked by cafe tables. There I am waiting while a vendor i know pops the chosen prickly pears into a little bag for me when suddenly a bus pulls up behind me. This is fifty feet or more away from the bus stop it should be at and the crowd waiting there stampede to get on the bus. Moroccans don't queue, they fight to be first in a line. These people also stampede and crush all before them (see the deaths at Mecca on many occasions, or in Morocco a couple of months back when someone saw a mouse and several deaths occurred in the ensuing chaos.
Anyway, one old lady got squished, possibly dead, I'm not certain and I, the fruit cart and it's owner all got knocked flying. Luckily i'd put my bag under the cart, so the glass bottles were okay. But I've got a nicely scraped knee and elbow; a hurt ankle, foot and bruised ball of my right palm. Helped up by passers by who mumbled the usual about animals and 'this is Morocco'. to which i agreed.
Its how it is here. I told them I was alright, thanked them and helped pick up the prickly pears, so i have spines in my hands, too.
Got the pears for Tidgy ate a couple and headed back to find the back street shops have ceased selling cigarettes.
I usually love shopping here.
hopefully your feeling better now
John is immuneLengthy hangover after the friends came round?
