Mad English girl Down Under

Morning everyone, or afternoon or evening which ever it is for you when you read this. I'm currently sat in the library on sat on a chair that is on a slant going down which I cannot fix and the screen I am using is also pointing down and its on some sort of metal arm that should be able to adjust yet mine doesn't and it keeps slipping down. So not a great start but I'm not complaining. We still haven't got Internet at the house hence why I'm here. I could tell you about how angry Sean has been getting but to be honest I've only go an hour on the computer and it'll take me all that time to just scratch the surface. Sean without Internet is like me without my shoes (you get the picture) There is a old man opposite me coughing and its slightly annoying as he's not even covering his mouth. First sigh of the day! Anyway back to the subject in hand ....... First I have to say after writing each week I honestly think I cannot write...

So this week as the subject says is forgetfulness and accents.  So my forgetfulness was this week at work, when an hour and a half into the shift I was that angry, frustrated and down right ready to cry due to lets be polite here and just say communication barriers with other staff. I storm up to the RN in charge and in true Maddi diva style arms flinging, hair majorly frantic and scream "Peachy please can I move to another wing or I am going to knock someone out" Probably not the best choice of phrases but if you could see who I worked with you'd understand. I was informed "lets meet after breakfast and work out a plan" Awesome I thought, Peachy is going to let me knock someone out, I know who's going to be first but it was a toss up for who would come in second place and third.  As I'm literally fighting the urge to knock out first place I'm thinking how quick can Sean get me (sharing a car, he's broken the UTE) or can I catch a b...

Sean had Monday and Tuesday off this week as he worked at the show this weekend.  We went to Sydney which was amazing, we saw the Opera house (which we thought would be bigger) and the Sydney bridge. Both equally as impressive and can't actually believe I've seen them in real life! On the way there we stopped for a coffee and Sean checked his emails... YAY the shipping container has passed customs....... BOOO 3 items DID NOT pass quarantine....... The items being 1 mountain bike (Of which 3 more were in the container, a gold one nobody likes and thats the one we make which ever child is being particularly annoying on a bike ride day ride, My clunky old black one and Sean's Boardman which he loves to bits) and OH MY GOD ..... 2 pairs of shoes.  Now we have the option.... we can have them blown up or cleaned (not sure if they do get blown up but sounds more dramatic doesn't it!) We deliberate (have a few tears) and then decide that the bike can stay the shoes can...

Hey everyone. Hope you're all well? All good here, well actually we had a mini crisis on Monday but I'll explain about that in a bit (haha now you have to keep reading!)  Let me start by continuing where I left off last week.... remember at the petrol station, wild hair... short dress.... well, after getting Sean from work we then had to go and pay the stamp duty on the car.  After finding the place and Sean getting slightly irate because we were a little lost (and because he had to buy smart clothes and the shops shut here at 5.30 more about that in a min too) We walk in to this place and the to be honest if I'd walked in wearing a straight jacket and one high heel one flip flop I think the lady at the desk would've looked at me less horrified. She quickly offers us a clipboard and a pen and directs us to the side... away from all the other people.  After filling the forms out we then get called up, Sean then thinks its a good idea to get our English licenc...

Monday morning here and already as the subject says I've had dramas. Thought I'd investigate Crace today or as my phone auto corrected to Sean the other day in a message "just heard crack is nice"  Sigh.  The funny thing is he just took it in his stride as if that's an every day quote from me. Anyway I put the directions on my phone and jumped on the bike. Only the directions are rubbish.  It tells me to turn right across some dirt land which I am NOT doing, I then get swooped at by a magpie and its not even October yet so I grumble under my breath at him,  ignore turn right and carry on.  Then the thing starts screaming at me turn left, sharp right I now look like I'm having an epileptic fit on the bike. Sigh. So I stop while the phone re routes and off I go.  I'm on a roll I am whizzing I'm enjoying this until...... I realised the phone hasn't shouted at me in at least 3 or 4 minutes.  Stop (again) and check phone I have no idea ...

My afternoon so far... (it's now 6 pm)  Found out from Sean the key fob for the flat car park was in the car all along so off I went to move the car.  On returning to the flat I see what that machine had done.   See attached pic.  It made me chuckle if nothing else. And bugger me it was so heavy to push back.  Then have dramas with the tumble drier on account that our duvet cover was in there over 2 hours and still wasn't dry when I needed to leave to get Sean.  Thought I'd be nice and fill the car up for Sean. Got to Costco.  .... Our card doesn't work because over here they have a bar strip not a bar code. So call the attendant over who is very helpful and starts to explain what to do. Meanwhile I'm frantically trying to unlock the petrol cap. Helpful man (HM) says "have you done this before"  Me "No not on this car, it's new" I say very proudly while still fighting with the lock.  The key then gets stuck and won't bu...

(Bear in mind it's only 11.10 here at the moment and this is my morning)  I had to write and tell you this, I was either going to have - end of the road as the subject, earthquake at 6 am or, heart attack at 9.30am equally as good but didn't want to worry anyone so went with the first one.  So let's starts with the subject title ... just had to get the road worthy done on the car aka MOT (lasts as long as you own the car so better than an MOT) (fyi helps to wear a short dress - gets you $7 off and you get it done 30 mins early) while I'm there in said short dress I'm glancing round Quinneys office aka car dude. I'm thinking he has a tidy office,  clean too, then I glance up .... I AM NOT joking. I nearly threw up, cried, passed out, ran and screamed all at the same time.  I thought it was a bloody bat hanging down, I'd have preferred a bat I think. Actually no scrap that my hair is beyond Monica style at the moment. .  Anyway this thing was litera...