Friday 30 September 2011

The First Dance

And so the story begins....Some may have thought I would never actually hold the keys in my wee hands but you can't change destiny.
I am so glad I no longer feel that tinge of sadness when I see a kombi drive past.  No, now I join them on the slower road, stick up the two fingers (peace fingers I swear...except for some rushed Victorian's that's sometimes just one finger), beep the horn on the truck like steering wheel and GRIN!
Don't go just yet...I am not going to send you to sleep with the details of a kombi but I will tell you stories through life in a kombi called Applejack.
Hopefully stories that will make you sit back and think about what it is in your life that makes you smile.
Happiness can come from a whole lot of ways and although I still get days when I have to drag my ass out of bed, it's Apple who manages to kick a smile back into me.
For some reason my ideas and views on life are different when I'm in this old car and I get the privilege of meeting intriguing, generous, famous and memorable people on my journey.
I look forward to sharing their stories with you through my blogs.
xxxx