After we collected the meal prepared by the Big B - he walked the small personages across the road to get an ice-cream each.
Watching them walk away brought back painful memories of how tightly he would hold our hand whenever we crossed the road. It probably wasn't really as bad as I remember - but at the time it felt as if my little hand was crushed.
July 7, 2009 at 5:17 PM
Foarte interesat subiectul postat de tine, m-am uitat pe blogul tau si imi place ce am vazu am sa mai revin cu siguranta.
O zi buna!
July 7, 2009 at 6:17 PM
Wow
International blog much?
It says she's Romanian, so the first translation I could find was:
Too interested subject post from youngster am its May news magazines with O data buna!
but then I found one that said:
Very interested in the topic you posted, I looked on your blog and I like what I seen I was definitely back.
Good day!
July 7, 2009 at 7:19 PM
A bit different this time - I reckon he's hanging on to X and G to keep himself safe!
July 7, 2009 at 8:44 PM
Ta for the translation Porly...I knew you were a fast learner but didn'tknow you could decifer romanian !
My question is : If she was able to read my blog, then why could she not reply in english ?
...and yes, anotherj - me thinx Big Daddy might need the holding-up before too much longer.