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So I’ve found my alt saxophone.
It was hidden well under an old shelf, long time unused (the shelf I mean), and facing the wall and upside down, so not really easy to indentify on the first glance.
But, nevertheless, it was found.
I took it out of the shell and assembled it, and tried … well. I tried to play some tones. I did, actually. Not really a pleasant tone after so many years I haven’t touched any of those instruments. It’s been, let’s see, about – 5, 6 years?
So after blowing my lungs out for about 5 minutes on the golden honey I’ve felt like running a marathon; hardly catching any breath and my mouth trembling from pain in mimic muscles around the lips, being unused for this kind of activity for so long.
But I’ve found it! And it felt awesome. Like meeting an old, missed friend.
And inshallah, inshallah, I will be able to take it to Kuwait without losing it or breaking it on some lousy airport…
I’ve also noted a tragical drop in visits of my site. Sadly enough, most of the visits paid to my site are coming from other popular blogs based in Czech Republic (Nigeria, Manzelka, Dewberry) and these visitors seem to either not acknowledge English as worthwhile and close the site in the very second of opening it and noticing that bloody language I dare to use; or they simply don’t know English well (or at all) so they don’t bother to even try. So basically English = dead blog in the sphere I float.
I believe my English is really not hard to read (ok, I admit it might be hard to comprehend what I actually wanted to say by this or that, but vocabulary-wise) and so it happens I prefer to use it for my husband and english speaking friends and perhaps side of family can also enjoy some of my blabber.
So don’t throw away the site just because of the unstable language mind I’ve got; that’s just silly! :D

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So Much Snow! And No Snowmen Around.

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Snow is everywhere.
It’s a heavy white blanket covering all the area we are in, and it doesn’t take it easy on the human race. It’s cold and omnipresent and still falling from above. It makes the walking a small challange and driving a car a bigger risk.
It makes the children happy and all elderly horrified; it brings joy and broken bones.
It’s here and doesn’t go away!

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Can a Plane Make a Wheelie?

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Can it?
I had that question in my mind when landing in Prague, snowing, hazy weather and freezing – black ice, perhaps? And the pilot approaching the runway in swingy style, like dancing with the aircraft, left wing up, right wing up, left wing up, right wing up. We eventually landed without digging a wing into the dust and without trying to make a wheelie with the airbus (don’t tell me it can’t happen!) but i had to swallow my guts for that. Even Dori was more of a hero. I blame hubby, it’s so his fault. He has shown me too many plane crashes. Definitely his fault.
Now we are in the freezing Czechmoravian Highlands, minus 8 degrees and snow everywhere, I swear, half a meter all around. And still snowing, occassionaly. Let’s make some iglooes!

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…dny v Čechách, to je dnes a část zítřka. Zítra večer odlétáme zpět domů, do Newcastlu, kde nás čeká měsíc neopečovávaný byt s odmraženou ledničkou, kterou manžel zaponměl otevřít předtím, než ji vytrhnul ze zásuvky… (= bude veselo).
Aboody odlétá už dnes večer z Kuwait City a v Newcastlu přistane zítra po poledni; já jsem jen ráda, že let dcerky a mně bude o mnoho kratší. Ačkoliv, létat v noci, to bude legrace sama o sobě, s unavenou ratolestí, která se v posledním měsíci divokým chováním přiblížila dětičkám z Dr. Phila… potřebuje tu příslovečnou mužskou ruku už, nejsem dobrý tatínek. :)
Z ČR odlétáme jako vždy, s rozpolcenými pocity, stesk po rodině, ale úleva, že zas budeme ve svém, po svém, bez bitek o jídelníček a šatník.
Já podnikla poslední nálet na obchod, koupila si běhací soupravu a botasky (ještě je tu mise přesvědčování, že věci jsou natolik plandavé, aby mi ostatní chlpai nekoukali na zadek, když kolem nich náhodou proběhnu), sukni, nějaká trika, prostě po dvou letech trošku vybavila šatník, když už se mi všechno rozpadá. Já totiž nakupování normálně ráda opravdu nemám a obzvlášť zkoušení se snažím vyhýbat, co to dá.
Jen doufám, že se mi to všechno vejde do kiláže, neb taška už teď poněkud praská ve švech. Nerada bych připlácela 25 liber za každé kilo přes…
Až děda sebere dítko a vyrazí s ní na kolo, doběhnu jen do místní knihovny vytisknout si letenku a dotisknout si podruhé smlouvu o mlčenlivosti, snad to už teď dojde….