... but somebody has to write a blog, sitting in the November sunshine with a great cup of latte on the terrace of a good hotel, watching the sun sparkling on incredibly blue sea, whilst thinking of her friends sitting freezing their butts off in the greyness of an autumn UK. Hehehehehe, I'm not REALLY rubbing it in, guys....Yes, I've finally made it to Malta, and it's like I've never been away - although I was beginning to think I'd never get here when our plane was delayed at Heathrow. Ghastliness over, and once in the air, the Maltese pilot, true to form, put his foot down (probably ignoring all traffic control instructions) and got us to Malta in record time, only ten minutes later than the scheduled arrival. The joy at experiencing once more the wonders of Maltese roads and crazy driving was slightly tempered by not seeing the familiar converted RAF Nissen hut housing the 'Malta Rabbit Club' because it looks as if it's been pulled down. As I can remember this being there for as long as I've been coming to the island, it was a sad loss indeed....
All this having been said, it's so good to be here again. Now... to find where the Taffia are hanging out today to watch the Wales-South Africa match...
2 comments:
Hey... are you still in Malta? Are you Maltese by any chance. I must admit you arouse a certain curiosity in me , because of family who live in Gloucester too :)!!!
Hi Dina
No, sorry, I only go on holiday to Malta fairly frequently as I love the place so much. I spotted the Rabbit Club again on a subsequent trip so I'm relieved to see it's still there!
Whereabouts are you Gloucestershire family? Small world, huh!
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