Hello again one and all and welcome to my world.
Before I begin with todays tale of not so derring-do, I shall answer a couple of questions posed to me by my loyal, and frankly, bowel obsessed readership. Yes Clair, that is you. No, I have not bought any traditional Afghan dress, except for my Pakoul hat which I have to say is pretty snazzy and, I think, may begin a fashion craze that could sweep Lane End (seeing as they cost less than a £1). However, I am seriously considering buying the full burkha for you (refer to Darth Vader in previous picture) for all departures from home. I am sure Mr. R would approve!
As for Amazon etc delivering here, this is an interesting point. It is actually cheaper to post to me in Kabul, as I have a BFPO address, than it is to post to me in the UK, so yes, they do deliver. In fact, even here in Kabul, I have been bidding on items on eBay and recently won a CD that I hope is waiting for me right now at the British Army camp just down the Jalalabad Road. Talking of Army camps, oh, such a sweet slide into a new subject. I went to ISAF HQ on another shopping trip today, so some lucky people out there have been purchased an extremely cheap Christmas present today. No names, no packdrill, but 1 or 2 people reading this today are going to have to smile sweetly in a couple of weeks time and pretend they have just received a fabuloso present, which is really cheap Afghan bazaar tat. My favourite are the Oakley copy glasses which have the giveaway on the box which calls Okley glasses!!!!
I did also buy a really lovely, small silk rug today that is beautiful and feels fantastic if you walk on it barefoot.
After our shopping expedition, we came back. Outside the house those pesky kids were playing cricket again. For some inexplicable reason I thought, if you can't beat them, join them and sort of made strange noises and motions to them and they allowed us to join in, so me and Mathew spent half an hour this afternoon playing cricket in the street outside the house. The ball was a tennis ball and the wicket, I jest not, was a bicycle stood sideways, so the bowler had a target about 5 feet wide and 4 feet tall. Yes, a lot of people were out quite quickly.
After that I spent an hour sitting in the sun reading. When the sun is up it is quite warm, but as soon as the sun goes down the temperature drops sharply. We have sun forecast today and tomorow and then heavy snow for the rest of the week. Still as long as the plane takes off on Saturday, I am out of here!!!!
Get those mince pies ready at the squash club, PQ is heading home for a few weeks!!
And finally, as Sir Trevor would say. No the loo paper is not soft, in fact I think it is made from recycled razor blades, it you get my drift.
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Hello far-flung cricket-playing blogger, would be nice to see you when you're back - I, however, will be available for a limited amount of time - possibly around the weekend of 15/16th, and for 3 days over Xmas, Xmas eve through boxing day. If any of those dates are amenable to you, perhaps a pint somewhere? I can't promise Shepherd Neame though I'm afraid...
That is to say available in Bucks, for the rest of the time i will be in Brighton being blown off the pavement and working my chapped little fingers to the bone selling ridiculous Christmas giftware to the unwashed masses.
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