tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post240095761771866287..comments2023-10-30T00:51:36.361-11:00Comments on Diary of a Desperate Exmoor Woman: Ghosts in the salonExmoorjanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09230395732150659356noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post-51969230718309920842011-05-05T08:37:08.400-11:002011-05-05T08:37:08.400-11:00I have surreal conversations at my local hairdress...I have surreal conversations at my local hairdressers. I enjoy telling them things like the Queen owns everything and can kick us out of our homes at any time if she wants to stay. They are now reliably informed that it is a Queen's rule that one eats Christmas pudding for the fortnight surrounding Christmas and that you have to teach English to any foreigh neighbours, under pain of being summoned before the Magistrate and getting them kicked out of the Uk if they and you do not succeed. It is just a little fight back on my part against the senseless and impenetrable bureaucracy and the fact that there is never any coffee on offer. The last time I ended up looking like Mireille Matheiu. Suspect they are on to me... My word verification is lurgered. I rather like it and will try and slip it into conversations... perhaps not with the French tho..janet langmanhttp://www.landes-pyreneesproperties.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post-11161846710473790892011-05-04T05:34:47.564-11:002011-05-04T05:34:47.564-11:00Brilliant! All that we talk about at my hairdress...Brilliant! All that we talk about at my hairdressers is horses and who's had a baby....<br /><br />I believe there IS quite a bit of activity here on the island and wanted to write a book about it. But no-one that I spoke to was willing to have their house included in case it adversely affected property prices *sigh* island pragmatism...<br /><br />Ali xAlison Crosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06565962059926865121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post-72122655926485495902011-05-03T21:38:37.936-11:002011-05-03T21:38:37.936-11:00Wonderful. The pragmatism just tickles me (in a ve...Wonderful. The pragmatism just tickles me (in a very non-ghostly hand sort of way)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post-65219603782360366212011-05-03T18:10:47.726-11:002011-05-03T18:10:47.726-11:00Um, fascinating. Yes; that's the word. Or weir...Um, fascinating. Yes; that's the word. Or weird. But lovely Exmoor folks. It seems you're precisely in your element.Rob-bearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00171692478879522588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post-73814713863896659402011-05-03T02:40:18.830-11:002011-05-03T02:40:18.830-11:00OMG I am NEVER coming to Exmoor! Sounds completely...OMG I am NEVER coming to Exmoor! Sounds completely terrifying. Mind you,probably better than another chat about holidays ...just xDD's Diaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05398659302311180518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post-49808156072972497232011-05-03T02:36:45.069-11:002011-05-03T02:36:45.069-11:00Reminds me of the time I accidently wore my pentac...Reminds me of the time I accidently wore my pentacle to a local book club, and ended up having a very matter-of-fact discussion about Wicca and Tarot cards with everyone in the library. Surreal and marvelous all at the same time... <3internetg33khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12672869878789920528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677133322409652783.post-88131314591409197292011-05-03T01:36:13.710-11:002011-05-03T01:36:13.710-11:00I want to move to Exmoor! That is SO much more int...I want to move to Exmoor! That is SO much more interesting than the conversation I have at the hairdressers. Of course, that usually consists of 'you don't really want me to cut it like that, do you?' and 'this can't be your real color, how do you keep your roots touched up?' Hmmm, maybe I SHOULD give a clearing demonstration anyway and shake up the joint (although Lurch would wither from embarrassment and probably refuse to ever tame him mop again!)Sessha Battohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15569927397738788073noreply@blogger.com