ink marks on a blank page Monday 5th Oct

This is just a quick write as I'm getting ready for a trip. I am a hopeless packer, as one who travels a reasonable amount you might think that I should have learnt the art of packing by now, not so. When I was in the Navy it behooved one to travel light, two dress uniforms two work ones and numerous shirts etc /undies/socks/one pr boots/one shoes/flip-flops. We used to roll everything up in tight little sausages then pop them into a hold-all, and it did. After leaving the Navy all my packing sense got left behind for someone else, the Robbi now needs a furniture truck to go downtown for the day.Perhaps it is the babyblues but in all my travels overseas I have never had to pay excess baggage. One trip back from the UK I was able to bring back a bicycle that I had bought in Southampton as cabin baggage.Still don't know how I managed that, but I did, the bike and I ride around the park as often as we can.
Back to packing, that onerous task of which I am not overly fond, been okay though with moving house and at that I became highly organised. perhpas travel isn't the same cathartic extravaganza that moving house is, as you know very well you will be coming back to that which you are leaving. Food for thought actually and one I shall pursue amongst persons of my aquaint.

Life here at chez robbi is at times , to put it mildly, bland. That is nothing much of any real note passes through the front door, to that of course I must add ,'tis the way I likes it.
For more years than is natural the robbi very existence was one long harrowing tale after another, the highs /lows graph resembled something like the latest Global meltdown chart. Strangely enough I/we preferred living that way, both of us worked in hospitals so the adrenalin rush was a constant, also most of the friends that you pick up along the way were in that field as well, all grist for the mill. Now in retirement I don't miss the patients at all, or the rush, just the people that I worked with plus the satisfaction that was at the end of the day knowing I had done my best. That I loved my job was a bonus, the life I have now is just as fulfilling, grandchildren et al.

Indeed Hortense we were busy busy, were we not? You like me being retired, that isn't what you say when you have to go to your stint at the Hospital. Grumble about it you do mostly, but funnily never when you look up your salary. No Horty I never get tired of seeing the $ there either, long may you grumble yet dash off early to the place. That is something I am puzzled about, why you grumble so yet always get there at least half hour early.Oh, you like being able to read all the notes in peace?, good for you then . Great little movie you dragged me off to, Julie & Julia. I actually don't like Meryl Streep (as an actress) at all yet I loved her in that. You liked the Cocolat after too, yes I know I licked the bowl clean, it was yummo. Sure, I will say goodbye to the folks for you as well Horty, it is only for a few weeks, not long.Okay, okay, I'll finish packing tonight.