Thank Goodnesss it Friday

Okay, so for those of you who are following the incredibly exciting saga of me and the squash player. I received an email from the manager of Costa Rhu (whom I had copied in the correspondence because of the accusation that I hadn't paid for the squash courts) to say, sort it out yourself, guys. Good move. The German wrote to me and said he couldn't control the players or guarantee they could keep the noise level down, so I booked the squash court. Later, he backed down and called a truce. We are now at the position where he is going to try and keep his mates quiet and I won't book the squash courts. Guess I won, thanks to Pete, who was actually writing the emails. Life goes on.

Yoga today was lovely. The girls this morning were super and I will definitely miss the lovely English girl who is going back to the UK on Monday. One thing I really hate about Singapore is how difficult it is to constantly be saying goodbye to people you have grown to love. Take care, Penny, be safe. In the afternoon class at M&C I had one lovely girl who was obviously very highly strung and had started contractions at only 33 weeks. It is an interesting case because both her doctor and I think its because she is too stressed and so yoga could possible help her to relax and delay the birth of her baby. She was lovely and I hope she keeps coming to the classes. Only other comment was the complaint by the staff that changing class times was a problem. Well, ladies, so is coming to classes that don't have any students - I don't get paid enough for that.Fortunately for all of us, numbers are screaming up and I will make a fair profit this month.

Pete is busy swotting for his test (yet another) tomorrow. Until next time, love ya all.

"I am simply a woman who has found her soul and is living her dream" Robin Sharma and me

Thursday 14th January 2010

Okay, so this blog looks easier to manage. Pete came back yesterday, full of the joys of a trip home and loads of ostrich steaks. He had caught up with an old school and bush friend, Graham Wilson, so was in a particularly good mood. He fell into bed to catch up on his sleep and I went off to teach yoga downstairs in the condo. Had lovely classes, full of smiling ladies. The first class was hectic yoga and I felt so much better for the exercise, yoga is the best for lifting the spirits and making you feel more energised.

Keith SMSd me later to ask me to book his ticket to Joburg so he can finish his CPL and said he had had a bad week. Turned out he had been robbed while he was asleep at home and had lost his cell phone. Luckily the (bleep) hadn't found his laptop or wallet, so it was just a petty theft and he was unharmed -thank his guardian angel. He and his friends had also been in a car crash which had been sufficiently bad to dislodge the engine of their car. It just never ends!

Quiet day so far today except for a complaint from the squash player who competes with me for the space downstairs. He and his friends make a terrible din whenever we are trying to have a decent relaxation, they won't co-operate and keep the noise level down, so I book the courts. He is very upset, so it has worked. Pete replied to his email, so this should get interesting.

Love you all and wish you were here.

Great dreamers' dreams are never fulfilled, they are always transcended.

Alfred Lord Whitehead