I always dreamed of marrying a rugby player - preferably an All Black - and moving overseas where I would be able to play house and develop my handbag and shoe addictions. Excuse me while I vomit.
In my previous blogs about Bali I failed to mention that whilst there I got kicked in the ass by a nasty flu. It put me in bed for two days and completely disrupted my surfing, not to mention the shopping I had planned....
I have on occasion been tempted to pull this line out. Which, of course, would be futile given the language barrier and the fact that the Japanese don't really celebrate Christmas! It would be more for my own personal satisfaction than anything else....