Carnival 2012

Back from in between trip with just enough time to enjoy Notting Hill Carnival with my favourite life-coach Tasha.
It was surprisingly chilled and even more surprisingly well navigated. Ideal. 

Mallorca

My nine days in Mallorca went by too quickly.
The quaint port of Soller in the North of the island seemed small when I first reached it but I soon realised it had all I needed for the relaxed break I wanted.
Magaluf did not interest me at all, but I saw some other beautiful towns, ports, bays and coves; Palma being my favourite.
There were some shaky ups and downs with people my age, so I stuck to the age group I find I have the best time with, which is on average the 60 year olds.
It all got a bit emosh in the farewells.

OLYMPICS

I was a 'games maker' volunteer in Language Services and Protocol at the Waterpolo Arena.
It was for 2 week and It was great stuff.

Robbed

I had my phone stolen by dicks of human beings this evening.
I've seem them do it to other people, wizz past on a bike and snatch it while you're on the phone, but I was totally caught unawares.
I refused to play victim and chased them down with all the strength I could muster with the intention of pushing them off their bikes when I reached them .
Didn't.
Broke down in the Apple Store.
Drove home in a police car.

Keep wanting to do things that require my phone. Can't.
Keep having uneasy moments when I know they could be creepily looking through all the millions of private things on my phone.
My 3000 photos, my 300 contacts, all my texts, e-mails, ah... makes me sick.

Watching the 10k women's Olympic race wishing I could have run like that today.

RIP I-phone number 3