A lonely, misunderstood man and a clapped out, down in the mouth lady, coming together as a consequence of luckless lives. I understand and sympathise with the large portion of the c. Young, flimsy, whimsical, wide brown unquestioning eyes, like celestial figures floating from table to table luring the wide eyed, beer bellied, husbands of expat wives. The Rolls Royce of people watching. The joy of being in your thirties, it allows to believe for a little longer that you are able to provide stiff competition to these supple young girls.
Lunchtime, Night-time, anytime. Nineteen year old golf caddies in shorter than short white skirts frolic on the golf course with guffawing golfers, Benny Hill survives. At first sitting beside a sixty year old man haggling over the price for sex with a 22 year old can put you right off your vodka and diet coke but after a while, you get used to it.
Many women will not admit to this as we have been conditioned to act super-confident with regard to our sexuality refer to para 5, line 4. KP roasted and salted, there night after night, waiting for someone to come and pull one off.
Hi Denise, love the blog. Wish I could have just a tiny bit of your writing skills, very entertaining. I lived outside jakarta for 1 year,3 years ago, it was the same then, just as you describe, at least 4 couples I knew split up during our time there, in KL now, problem still exists but not so in your face, good luck in The Big Durian!
Love this! So true! Keep it up! Hey there, Cheer up, things could be worst you could be posted to Nigeria β Greetings from Lagos! Good article. We were thinking of moving,on the other hand ill leave the boss at home. Move myself ha ha!! Butβ¦ not at all, haha. Great article. Love the humour, confidence and groundednessβ¦nice one. Riiiight, lol. So True,, speaking from modest Indonesian women who married Australian, I also have same though.
