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This is our sitting room or living room. Gas fireplace. The recessed tv cabinet doesn't fit flat-screens so for now we have an antique goose taking up quarters in the hole. This is where I go to relax with a glass of wine or a beer. The room over looks the fenced back yard where the dogs play.
I took one of my newest repro Liccas and my faithful Wonderfrog with me on a very short vacation by the seaside.
As short as the vacation was, the great weather made up for it. I've drank a lot of tea to survive the hot days. Most of the time was spent sunbathing and swimming but whenever I could I brought Licca and Wonderfrog along for some picture taking. :)
This was taken by the entrance to our hotel. Lily (my Wonderfrog) was overjoyed to see some water again! Indeed, she looks very pleased with herself. ^^
28 weeks pregnant
Strobist info: Vivitar 285 at 1/4 power, high above the subject, fired into the white ceiling and walls. Triggered by Skyport.
Billy relaxing in his private cat pen. He really uses his personal refuge intensively. We have officially established that Billy is a nocturnal outdoor cat rather than an indoor one. For a long time I was able to get him back in when we went to bed, but that gradually became more difficult. Once inside, he would then wake us (read:ME) up a few hours later, forcing me to usher him out again in the middle of the night.
After a lot of broken nights we have now come to a more comfortable arrangement, both for him and for me. We now allow him to stay out at night and he rewards us by offering us a few mice every morning. When I turn the key in the back door in the morning, he mostly comes running from somewhere in the garden. More and more often he's fast asleep in this pen. Let's hope this arrangement will work out well for all concerned.
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Just relaxing at the Randgrand Central pool. Cloth & accessories by SEVENELEVEN
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Tonight we are relaxing after a busy day yesterday in good company of family and catching up on old times.
For some reason Mrs. Pokoroto doesn't like this picture.
On my long way home from Australia I had a few stops. One was 12 days in Fiji. The hostel I stayed at was an annex attached to a luxury hotel. For $10 a night hostel guests had full access to the hotel services. I hate to think how much people paid to stay at the hotel. I guess it would be worth it if one spent most of their time in their hotel room.
The woman in this picture was a very nice German lady and not the least bit crazy.
I specifically said that she was not crazy because I did happen upon a crazy lady from New Zealand.
On my first night in Fiji a couple of American guys suggested that we get some "beers" and go down to the beach and enjoy the evening.
It sounded good to me.
Just as we were opening our second round a figure in a thin white cotton dress with the moonlight shining behind her approached us from along the shore. We offered her a beer, had a nice chat and called it a day.
The next day I ran into her again and she told me that she was single, had no prospects but really wanted to have a baby. "Oh" I said. She then offered to pay me to get her pregnant.
I politely declined her generous offer and went on my way.
The next day I decided to take a random stroll as I am apt to do when I am exploring. I happened to walk by her hotel and she saw me and decided to proposition me again but in a much more forceful manner that scared the bejeezus out of me.
When I once again declined she grabbed my arm and physically tried to drag me back to her hotel room demanding that I inseminate her.
Just then a taxi with some paying local customers came traveling along the road and stopped to offer his services.
I quickly hopped in and told him to go.
But he did not go. She got in and offered me a cash reward again to plant my seed in her. The taxi driver and the two other people looked on with slightly confused faces. I finally got out and started running away down the road.
She also got out and started chasing me down the road. About 10 minutes later the taxi, after dropping off the other people returned going the opposite direction. I quickly jumped in and locked the doors and told him to "go, go go!" And he did. After I made my escape, I realized that my hostel was in the other direction and asked him to take me there. So he did a U-turn and headed back to my hostel as I ducked down in the back seat.
She recognized the taxi and jumped out in front of it requiring the driver to come to a screeching halt. When she saw me in the back seat she jumped up on the hood of the taxi demanding that he open the door. The driver looked at me and asked me if my "wife" was okay. I advised him that she was, in fact, not my wife and that I didn't even know what her name was. After much honking and some colorful language from the taxi driver she finally got off of his car and he was able to speed away to my hotel where I was able to enjoy a much desired drink by the pool.
Not deterred from adventuring forth, the next day I decided to take a local bus into the city. I always like to avoid other tourists and mix in with the local residents.
She saw me on the bus! She hailed a taxi, passed the bus and got on at the next stop. I was trapped. I did my very best to look straight ahead and ignore her as she sat down beside me to tell me how much she loved me and how much she wanted me to get her pregnant. Imagine my relief after 10 minutes of that when she got up and moved to the back of the bus.
Suddenly, I heard screaming from the local residents and she wearing only what she was born in walked to the front of the bus laughing. The men on the bus enjoyed the show but the woman were sent into panic. They started shouting at me to get my wife to put her clothes back on. I looked straight ahead as still as a statue wondering what to do as a laughing nude woman walked up and down the bus aisle and the rage from the local woman fell on me.
Just as we were approaching the town she redressed and took a seat behind me. The kindly woman in the seat in front of me turned around to advise me that there was a special hospital that I should take my "wife" to.
When the bus stopped to let a passenger off I waited until the doors were starting to close and dashed out the narrow opening and ran as fast as I could down a side street before she was able to follow me.
A street gang saw me in the back alley and cornered me against a brick wall.
To my great relief when I told them the story of the crazy lady that wanted me to get her pregnant they offered to act as my eyes for the day. One of them dashed off to the main street to keep an eye on the woman who had also gotten off the bus and was searching for me and another one of the gang dashed off to the local whiskey factory where his cousin worked to return with a blue plastic bag of some sort of alcohol that I was obliged to try.
With the gangs help I was able to avoid her for the day and returned to my hostel safely.
As it turned out the taxi driver, the bus driver and the hotel manager were friends and the story of the nude woman desperate for me to get her pregnant soon spread. The hotel manger promised me that security would keep her off the property so I could enjoy a relaxing time on hotel property. Which is exactly what I am doing in this image.