A postcard from Spain

Written by on October 1, 2009 in BLOG - 10 Comments

Sometimes I wonder why I blog, what makes me want to share my life, my family and my mainly embarrassing moments with you all.

… and then I received the following email to myself and my sister from my Dad who has just arrived in Spain and it all fell into place.  Sharing too much information is clearly hereditary.

For the record Millie is his dog.

Buenas dias girls

We have arrived in Spain safely.  The only drama was Millie crapping in the Ibis Hotel reception. Luckily it happened below the sight line of the receptionist so I was able to bag the turd unseen quicker than Billy the Kid drawing his pistol. Unfortunately its not so easy to bag a smell with the result I received a funny look from the receptionist. A poo bag was always at the ready at every other hotel when walking the dog from the lift to the exit door.

I’m off up to the villa to meet an electrician as all the electrics have failed – and we have renters in! This will be some shit I can’t put in a poo bag.

Lots of love

Pops

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10 Comments on "A postcard from Spain"

  1. Rosie Scribble October 2, 2009 at 8:47 pm · Reply

    Brilliant! Probably made the postman laugh too!

  2. Daddy October 2, 2009 at 9:40 am · Reply

    Beats it being dropped in the hallway every time the little barrel-chested mop on legs arrives here! No shame that dog; it is a Spanish after all, they don’t train the buggers over there.

  3. Almost American October 2, 2009 at 2:36 am · Reply

    LOL! Thanks for sharing that!

  4. Selina Kingston October 1, 2009 at 10:36 pm · Reply

    Hmm! I think it’s now clear where the talent comes from!

  5. English Mum October 1, 2009 at 3:57 pm · Reply

    Glad I’m not the only one with a disreputable Dad. I see where you get it from now….

  6. Mwa October 1, 2009 at 2:04 pm · Reply

    Yeah, but he’s sharing it only with his family. Well, he WAS.

  7. Muddling Along Mummy October 1, 2009 at 11:31 am · Reply

    Fantastic – can only imagine the look on the receptionist’s face LOL !

  8. Insomniac Mummy October 1, 2009 at 11:14 am · Reply

    Heheheee! Very funny.

    ‘Tis definitely genetic.

    :)

  9. Brit in Bosnia October 1, 2009 at 10:55 am · Reply

    Dogs, kids, poos. It all merges into one really.

    Glad it happens to other people too…

  10. Maternal Tales October 1, 2009 at 10:21 am · Reply

    That’s fab. Love your Dad for that. What a great postcard. Much better than ‘we’re having a great time – wish you were here’. I’m definitely all for being open and sharing…as you probably know! x

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