OMG, I’m so incredibly excited! I have just seen a REAL LIFE FIREFLY! Well, one just whizzed along as we are having our after dinner cup of Ceylon… (no milk and all! Virtually locals) and I wasn’t too sure what it was, so glanced down at the now rather dark tropical foliage, and they are all taking it in turns to ‘light up their arses’ as Leon so beautifully put it. That has made the rest of the day pale in comparison! A flipping firefly! Superb. Leon looked up what seeing a firefly ‘means’… get ready for this… light, apparently. No sh*t, Sherlock!
We took another trip to the breath taking Mirissa today, and diced with the death buses gettting their with our friend and his Tuk Tuk. The battle buses just honk really loudly and continuously, while they flash their full beam lights, and then drive like they stole it! Basically, a warning to get the devil out of the way, unless you want to be tossed to the side like a limp salad. The Sri Lankan’s would be very confused in the UK when people flash to ‘allow you to go’. Could be carnage!
Despite being very cloudy, and a rather welcome 25 degrees or so, the UV rays still managed to pinken me. I was sure I would be ok, under a canopy, with clouds all a-fluff. But no. My skin hates me. I had a blimmin wrap on all other times when walking along the promenade. Oh well. Celtic blood.
On the other hand mosquitoes LOVE my skin. Can’t get enough of it, haha! I managed to get bitten on my bum cheek even though I have had trousers on all day! Must be hiding in the loo.
We had the most amazingly intense, best ever pizza today. I think it’s more the fact we haven’t had pizza for 2 weeks and are craving things other than noodles and rice. Ah chilli, you sexy, sexy spice. Leon and I shared a diavola stone baked, and some coconut icecream. All washed down with espresso martini. Today has been a very excellent day.
The only irritation, slight as it is, the bloomin palm squirrels! They make such a racket. I thought it was some sort of tuneless (& tireless) bird outside the window at 5.30am this morning. Nope, a little stripy cute as hell palm squirrel. Never have I wanted to squash a beautiful living thing before, but these babies do have a way of grinding my gears. SO monotonous, and persistent. I would even prefer a Wood pigeon ‘ho hooo ho, ho hoooh ho ho’ to the ‘chip chip chip chip’. Haha it’s all cool, or no bother as Marco says.
Those who know me best will know I am a very grumpy Cat if I am woken at the wrong time, but you can’t really stay mad at those little cheeky nut stuffed chops. How can something so sweet, sound so maddening?
On another animal anecdote, while Leon and I were sat sipping a nice iced drink, watching the stupendous head standing surfer, perfect scene, palm trees, greenery, the lot, a little black female dog (I can’t say the other word, it just makes me uncomfortable), squats down, looking us straight in the eye a bit nervously, and does her business! THEN proceeds to toddle to the path and drag her behind along the sandy gravel to clean herself!!!?? Oh the juxtaposition. I shrieked with laughter, and the little canine lady’s ears shot up, and she looked at me as if to say, ‘what’s so funny?’
Leon had a few dips in the sea, and his final time, a massive wave sloshed over him, and another in quick succession, tumbling him into a washing machine of brine and white wash, nearly taking his trunks clean off! The locals would have been blinded by his white rump! Luckily, he managed to clutch onto his modesty and all is well. He lives to tell the tale!
Me holding the most delicious pizza at the beach restaurant Me from behimd, holding coffee martini, sea and sand in the background Me holding the glorious coffee martini, with red vest and black specs on
