Fruit export
"You don´t bring bananas to Jamaica" are the insightful words of my dear father. What he means is very easy. If you are going someplace where it´s likely to be a lot of great bananas, you don´t bring your own half-brown ones.
This banana-metaphor can easily be translated into other areas. Such as not bringing half-good dates to places where there is likely to be very good, and possibly a lot better, dating material. And this can easily be translated into not having a half-boyfriend when I to Glastonbury, where gorgeous KitLizette and myself are going to spend the whole of the midsummer weekend.
Hence, we have a deadline dear friends. La Kit and moi are leaving for this crazy festival on the 20th of June. If things have not clarified with Mr Cosby by then, it will have to be decision time. The Spinster does not flirt around with others when she is dating someone, as a rule. AND she certainly does not waste time not flirting at this-oasis-of-potential-material, should she not be very sure of Mr Cosby.
20th of June. D-day.
2 comments:
oh la la! snart aker vi ju!? shiiiit. jag har inte fatt vara biljetter? Men de skulle man fa pa the coach eller hur? noj noj.
jag langtar sa. bra tankt dar, om Mr Cosby, is he - or is he not? Only you can tell Dear sinspins.. only you can tell.
I know I know. My rollercoaster-mind is difficult for mi-silly-self to follow, and I dont expect anyone else to grasp it.
tix on the coach, yes indeed, we should get info on the coach soon, shouln´t we?
/Balder
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