At present I am in a state of quiet excitement as my dream 'House-sit' has appeared on the net, and I have no experience or references for it. But you can dream...it is a large home on the Mediterranean Turkish coast, with eight dogs and ten cats to care for. Am afraid they will need someone more experienced than I am, but it's worth an application. It is also for all of July and some of June, eight weeks in all. It would be a great escape from the Kiwi winter. I'll just have look to see what happens. Perhaps I need one closer to home to practise, and there is one in Martinborough, a few hours north of Wellington, for about the same time, with far fewer pets to look after. I'll try for that too.
After visiting BP and seeing some more compromising photos of me at V.H., I decide to not worry and catch a movie at the Paramount. It is a Chilean prize winner called 'Gloria', and it looks good. As one of five in the cavernous theatre, it is like a pivate screening. The principal, Gloria, and she is in every scene, is fabulous, and it's her story of a mature woman finding love, losing it, and then not needing it, all finishing with a rousing rendition of the seventies disco song, Gloria - of course, her theme song.
It is a salutary reminder if you don't eventually grow up, you'll just end up with a pop song to sing!
Perhaps I'd better look at those photos again, ...ugh!
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