Tonight on the Ricki lake show (net vir jou willem)

So as some of you know my friend Willem has been going though a rough time with his X-Girl friend. So I though I might share my story with him and anyone that likes the Ricki lake show


So as some of you know I had a girlfriend just before I came to London. Ou Zelda daar van boksburg. Anyway I only started going out with Zelda after I decided to come to London so I decided that it would be better to come to London rather than change my plans for beautiful girl after only going out 4 months.

Anyway so I’m in London and she is in Pretoria busy studying. For the first few months we continued sending emails and talking. Truthfully I really liked/loved this girl, she was really cool and I guess I only realized how much I liked her once I was in London. So anyway these emails when on for about 3 months and then they started getting few and far in-between.

So here comes the kicker. In her last email she tells me that she has found a flat and was moving into the flat with her friend. 2 or 3 weeks later my brother tells me that Zelda moved into the flat 2 houses next to his flat….(I don’t know about you but this seems like some important information that she neglected to inform me in her last email). Anyway back to my lovely brother… now anyone that knows me knows that me and my brother have never got along. I really can’t imagine how we could come from the same parents. So you might ask yourself how my brother got to know Zelda in the first place… well here comes another kicker. Zelda and Wynand met because I thought that it was time that I put effort into making my relationship with my brother BETER so I invited myself(and Zelda) to his place a few times for a braai (BBQ)… Guess it almost.

Anyway so after another 2 weeks in London not really sure what the F*** was going on at home (well I knew something was fishy because of the flat story) my brother sends me a msn message saying that he is French kissing my girlfriend. And my reply to that was “I KNOW” … that is all I said... can you believe it … im such a pansy …

Anyway my brother and this girl are still together.. I actually had the nightmare of visiting them (by this stage they were living together in the same flat) when I was back in SA this year … it was really not comfortable at all (plus during this visit my brother tried to inform me that the motorbikes that my grand father gave me no longer belongs to me … but this is a whole other story).

Anyway as you can imagine my brother and I don’t really talk anymore. Last I heard they are still together and he had bought a house and they still stay together.

So gabba dagga if you think that you are having a tough time just remember that “IT COULD BE WORSE”. I hope that my story cheered you up.

Anyway I’m over Zelda and my brother now. I guess I’m glad that my brother finally found someone. I’m just waiting for the call (well it will probably be a one line msn knowing my bother) saying that I’m going to be an Uncle.
But we will see how it goes because I have to see them this Christmas when I’m back in SA (wish me luck)

Prague

Hallo Gabbas.. (veral Jaco en ou Dagga) ek weet dis nou al ’n rukkie wat ek bietjie iets nuuts op my blog sit. So hier gaan dit dan nou weer.


So this weekend was the first time in a month or two that I had the chance to get out of London for a while and go see a new country. That’s right we (Jaco, Annalet, Pieter, Andrew and Carole and me of coarse) went to Prague have a snow ball fight. The truth is that there was not enough snow yet but I did manage to scrape together a few hands full of ICE and sling it at unsuspecting people (and yes it was as much fun as it looks like in the movies).



So anyway I won’t bore you with all the details of all the thing we went to see there, we can skip right to our fist night out. After a long day of walking in sub zero temperatures and eating and drinking all day we as a group decided to go out and see if we could find a jazz club. This sounded like a good idea but turned out to be a real mission. First Andrew harassed a rather good looking waiter (who likes Tatu the band allot) in one of the restaurants trying to get her to tell us where the closed Jazz club was. Up until that point everything was cool then it started going “pear shaped”. The problem was too many chiefs and drunken Indians. The more Andrew wanted to go to a Jazz club and trying to follow some obscure directions the more Carole wanted to find the closed club. This went on for at least and hour, we were walking up and down Prague. The Indians kept on agreeing with both sides because lets face it they don’t know what the hell is going on all they knew what that is was freezing and there alcohol levels were getting awfully close to sober which was unacceptable.





Anyway long story short Carole won and we ended up in a club called La Fabriqueit turned out to be a really cool club with some good looking waitresses and a few dancers that knew what men like to see (the next morning Jaco mentioned that the girls dancing did not shave there pits but truthfully I was not looking at that at all ). Anyway after all that effort Carole and Jaco decided to call it a night after the second beer (so the 2 girls went home) but then when we did get home we found Jaco and Carole drinking in the hotel restaurant drinking and singing “Just the two of us” … it was sad I know





Anyway the weekend turned out really cool we did a lot of walking and Jaco and Andrew did a lot of talking. We also managed to see all the main attractions and we lived like kings because the currency in Prague is really quite bad. (40 Czech koruna for 1 pound). The food there was amazing and the beer was really cheap our accommodation was unbelievably good (thanks to Carole for organizing it), what more could one ask for.

Anyway that is the end of my story…