Well tomorrow is the big day for The
Man.
Why so?
Well, he sits his 'Life in the UK'
test. And he is absolutely fed up to the back teeth with the
stupidity of lots of the questions. I mean how much rubbish does he
have to cram his brain full of. Stuff that even Joe Average doesn't
know about this country. And how do I know that.
I know because I have asked a lot of
Brits I know if they know the answers.
A very wise friend of mine gave me a
piece of very sound advice when I was doing my nursing training. She
said just think of it all as a huge sausage machine and give it what
it wants. Then when you have passed all the exams and have your
registration that is the time to try to make changes.
So this is the advice I have passed on
to my man.
Enough of that rubbish, by this time
tomorrow he will either be the holder of a pass or we will be £50
poorer. Yes you have to pay that fee every time you sit.
Funny how some friendships fade away
and others stay isn't it?
Quite a few years ago, the friend who
gave me that piece of good advice and I were best buddies. She was
like my sister. We'd take out kids to the movies together during
school holiday, get together on guy Fawkes night, have dinners at
each others houses. And all the other good stuff that close friend do
with each other.
When her husband scored the job in OZ
he was after it was so hard to say goodbye to her ,and we were both
in tears. Letters raced back and forth over the Tasman, for a while.
Then stopped. Then out of the blue we received an invite to a
combined birthday , her 40th and her girls 16th
and 18th, I went with two of my daughters and it was like
my friend and I had never been apart.
Then nothing.
That was a long time ago,and off and on
over the years I've sent letters and the odd postcard. I even looked
her up on google and found out the university where she was tutoring
and tried to contact her through them.
And nothing.
It was a long time ago but I still miss
the relationship that we had.
Sue Hunt if you ever get to read this
I'd still love to hear form you.
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