Posts tagged “romance

Romance at the beach

When the dawn paints the sky

In tones of strawberry and lilac,

Pinksky.jpg

There is nothing more relaxing

Than enjoying some quiet time

Down at the beach.

Pink_shower.jpg

The shower may be cold

But the view is delightful.

Beachview.jpg

For more romance, please visit: Our World.


Romancing the earth

Sizzling orange, a glowing setting sun —

That’s when the sky romances the earth

With its beauty.

(Picture taken in Ericeira, Portugal.)

Romance.jpg

For gorgeous sky shots, please visit: Skywatch.


Heart’s delight

When the broken yolk of the sun

Splashed over the ice,

I knew a wonderful sky was coming.

(I snapped Ruby with my mobile phone.)

Ruby

I rushed home to get my ‘big’ camera

Pink

And was just in time

To see the sky

Romancing the snow.

Red canopy

For more heart-felt skies, please visit: Skywatch.


Romancing the snow

Find a big sky and a frozen lake,

Oscar

Get a couple of chairs, some friends

And a view —

Picnic

Then sit back and enjoy the romance,

The company and the pink-tinged sunset.

Friends copy

For more romance, please visit: Skywatch.


Romancing the snow

The romance of winter –

And the deep snow –

Never fail to surprise and please

Sunrise dog

When wrapped up in

A sky of pink tissue

And a bow of dreamy fog.

Romance 2

For more dreamy shots, please visit: Skywatch.


Le Grande Interview – part one

How do I look? No spinach in between my teeth or holes in my trousers, I hope! Good… I’m ready for my interview with the very funny Po aka the South African Sea Monkey. She had a lot of questions, so after a quick cup of coffee, we got started. I was going to offer her some home-baked cakes, but she declined. I wonder why?

pulling-leg-cakeHow did you meet Sir Pe and how long before you got married?

Gosh – she does know how to pick them! Well, I had just written a Student’s Book (to learn English as a Foreign Language)  for a large Swedish educational publisher’s and they invited me over to Stockholm to write the Teacher’s Guide as well as other educational goodies for kids at Swedish schools.

So, I took a three-month sabbatical from my teaching job in England, and without a single word of Swedish in my baggage, turned up in Stockholm one sunny day in April back in 1996. After a couple of weeks, I decided that I ought to at least know some phrases in Swedish (it gets a bit monotonous saying Hej! all the time and sounding like the Swedish chef out of Sesame Street). So, I enrolled in a Swedish class for beginners. I found myself sitting next to the only Englishman in the class: his bow tie was a dead give-away!

This gentleman invited me to his 40th birthday party in The Limerick, a good old Irish pub in Stockholm. The date: 14th May. We went there after class, and some of Bow Tie’s workmates were there – including Sir Pe.

Now, I thought Sir Pe was a native Swede because he hadn’t spoken English for so long that when he did, HE sounded like the Swedish Chef with really bad English. Turns out he was a Swedish citizen (still is), but came originally from England.

We exchanged e-mail addresses (he was one of the few people I knew back in 1996 who actually had an e-mail address), corresponded for a couple of weeks and finally went out on a date sometime near the end of May.

Dazzled by my wit, modesty, good English and cooking skills (I burnt a hole in his coffee pot the first time I made coffee), we got engaged on 1st July 1996.

The words whirlwind romance perhaps spring to  mind. Either that or: They’re nuts! After my three months were up, I went back to England, resigned from my job, packed up everything and found someone to rent my flat.

We didn’t get married in haste though – and waited for nearly a year before tying the knot in England on May 17th, 1997.

Oh my – doesn’t time fly by when reminiscing? Only time for the one question… Po had to get back to her place PDQ because she is hosting Strange Shores #4. So, visit her blog for a plethora of more real-life tales from nutty ex-pats.