Murphys you kill me

well it's been a bit of a dull week, house hunting, house work, house hunting, housework god this jetset life can get a little tiresome.....

Still no dates yet for getting back to Cyprus but the sun is still shining in Israel and the party people continue to partay! Friday night we took ourselves for a wee walk before heading to the supermarket for a few groceries, which would have been ok had we not got so plastered we left the groceries in the bar and still haven't figured out how we got home, thankfully the camera was in our possession......

this sums up how we felt the morning after the night before

Yesterday was one of those days, our get up and go obviously got left with the groceries, we had nothing better to do than eat crap and lounge around, what a waste of a day, but it was good at the time.

This week it's Tom Jones in Tel Aviv and keep fit in the kitchen, well its the living room too, it just happens to be one room. Its not easy prancing around when your trying not to annoy the occupants below with your elephant feet, and the little table comes in quite handy when your stepping up, fortunately its quite sturdy....the only reason I was up so early again was the blasted bed, although it feels really comfy when your settling down for the night, I do believe that during my slumber time it gets up, beats me up and then pretends to be comfy again when  I wake, every morning I have to straighten myself up so I no longer look like Quasimodo, and the face takes far longer than the body  

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