Sent: 12/09/2001
Subject: This crazy place called the world we live in
Hey people,
wanted to say that right now I am sitting here not
quite sure how I am
feeling based on the recent events in the USA. The
USA is quite far from
little old me here in London, but yesterday was
scary. My beautiful mother
called me to make sure I was safe and I laughed to
myself thinking, yes I am
ok, I am in the UK not the US. 30 mins later, my
building was evacuated. I
was so choked up last night to see innocent people
hanging out of buildings,
jumping out of windows and really thought hard about
how lucky we all are.
Please stop and think about how precious life is and
live it the best way
you can. I am sorry for going all deep and
meaningful, it just hit home
with me that's all.
Katharine's birthday party so that should provide an
interesting evening
indeed.
off work and was on the Eurostar at 8.30am Friday
morning. Louise,
Katharine and Uncle Ross went too and although Ross
was a right pain,
Belgium was beautiful. Stayed in a 5* hotel where
they pronounced Biddle as
Piddle (quite amusing) and everyone speaks French. I
LOVE THAT LANGUAGE!!!!
festival on. Yep....Siobhan and Blair you would be
proud, I often felt like
saying "Marge, beer me" as the belgian
beers are lavish. Some 12.5% alcohol
and get this Shiv, I even acquired a taste for
Stella. The food there is to
die for, although Ross was a little more game than
me,....he ate Frog's
legs. Louise had a sample and apparently they were
quite good! I chose to
stick with the mussels!
as Louise and Katharine met 2 guys who came out with
us on the Friday night.
Oh my god too funny. One of them was like a 49y.o.
father of two on some
bottled water convention. At the beginning of the
evening he was totally
respectable . By 11.30pm all he could say was
"I LOVE BREASTS!" You can
imagine Louise, Katharine and I - all wearing low
cut BAD GIRL tops gave him
a right run for his money..... The other guy wet
himself.....literately and
when wearing cream pants, this is a little tricky to
hide.
they came out with us Saturday night. Matt, their
accent......you all over.
Only thing is the one who laughed like you was gay
!!! :)
the best part of the short holiday was definitely
seeing Reza again. For
all you Rossmoyne High School people on the email
list, Reza is exactly the
same as he was, still a cutie pie with just more
toys hiding in his back
pack including the smallest laptop computer I have
ever seen which takes
photos. Apparently he is permanently
"borrowing" it from Sony. He has a FAB
job with Sony where he plays with robot dogs all
day.....he hehe and also
speaks fluent French and Dutch. I was most
impressed. Reza, however was
shocked I think to see me again, he just kept saying
you were never like
"this" in school Kristy.....I have yet to
define "this" but I am sure he
means it in a nice way. Reza and his cousin took us
to a club in Brussels
called "who's who land" the place ROCKED!
The bar staff were well funky
and I was lovin' it! Got in at 7.00am and was
shattered all day Sunday.
there!
Ciao Ciao