If it’s not some troll taunting me fives times a day, it’s some guy threatening to sue me, or a new stack of unpayable bills or a photo like this one, of the Man Repeller’s friends.
I hope David Carlo Photography doesn’t mind me borrowing his picture here. It helps to illustrate why I don’t “get” the Man Repeller and why I feel more and more like a stranger in a strange land.
The best way to counter these feelings of existential malaise is a sedative and a long thoughtful look at Godfrey Gao.
He is set to be the first Asian male supermodel. He is 6’4″ and loves to cook. Let’s all forget our troubles for a moment and just be present, ahem. I know Godfrey would want that.
Andra, I’m Polish, live in Canada for 22 years. I speak English, French, Spanish, and (obviously) Polish; my Russian was very good but now mostly forgotten. I can spell in these languages although I have to double-check the accents in French. Bloody French, one type of accent was not enough!
I put some time and effort into learning English, and I don’t see a reason for sloppy spelling and haphazard use of words. We hire PhDs where I work, and we give them remedial writing courses, disguised as “business writing courses”. Managers were complaining that they don’t have time to correct basic English mistakes in the said PhDs’ papers for publication.
We had -31C here recently. I’m very envious of your Cairn weather.
I really enjoyed the discussion about Mr. Godfrey’s complex personality and intellectual achievements -thanks, everyone!
Mr. Duff, I’m going to wear long johns today – mine are grey.
Indeed it is, ‘E’, WWI vintage, well spotted. Someone told me in 1962 that WWIII was about to break out. Apparently one of your warlord presidents (he was of Irish lineage – need I say more?) was determined to teach the Cubans democracy if had to nuke every goddamed one of ’em! I thought it prudent to be ready to dig-in at a moment’s notice. Nothing since has altered my caution in this uncertain world.
However, I’m slightly surprised and not a little hurt that you could tear your eyes from my magnificent figure in order to search the background. You’re not one of those, er, ‘collar and tie gals’, are you?
Cricket, my one and only marriage was to a Polish person. They are good people (I basically didn’t want to be married and have never felt the need again) and, when they came to Australia after the war, worked in factories, after being professors and engineers etc., and bought homes and are simply great citizens.
My husband spoke Polish, Russian, German, English, Pidgin and Motu (Papua New Guinea languages). Nowadays he says he has trouble with English.
I think they considered Canada but decided on the warmer weather in Australia.
Best wishes
Dear Mr Duff
I have no idea what a ‘collar and tie gal’ implies and furthermore I do not have a warlord president; I think our dear Queen would consider nuking rather common.
In taking in your surroundings (and averting my eyes from excessive exposure to your manly underpinnings) I was musing on the contrast of you living in a house whereas young Godfrey appears to live in a pond. And of course, I was dazzled by the entrenching tool (as may Sister W who is being stalked by a thinly-veiled German photographer).
Carry on and pip-pip.
You are a fickle swine David Duff.
You don’t need long johns in Cairns…. just a sarong.
I’d like to see you in a sarong.
Smiles coyly.
Andra, yes, we are everywhere; mostly good people, but often with adolescent-like superiority complex (as in: we are smarter than everyone else, only stupid world doesn’t understand it).
I was considering Australia – Canada won, because I had many friends here already. Now I suffer every winter for that decision.
‘E’, apologies, I didn’t realise you were one us – God bless ‘er Majesty!
Andra, I remain, of course, yours forever – but a sarong? I must have m’ tailor run one up and then perhaps I will have my picture taken and once again stir you from your tropical languor
Godfrey Gao! CALL ME!
Oh my heavens, David Duff. Be still my beating heart 🙂
Aja, for goodness sake control yourself – and get in the queue!
D Duff – I will send you one. Give me an address.
Bahahahaaa!
Andra – e-mail me at david@davpat.co.uk. I dare not give out my address in public, the Memsahib gets very stroppy over all these women sending me their photos, and the postman threatens to sue me for giving him a hernia lifting his mail sack!
Babe.
I´m a bit like a man repeller, sometimes I dress like a tomboy, and other times I dress more femenine, depending on my mood. I think the Man Repeller is a good idea, cause a lot of women dress like this (some women dress to attract men, but we always forget that there are women that dress just for the opposite), but this girl doesnt look like a man repeller at all, at least for me. The few times I visited her blog, I´ve seen her wearing expensive posh girly brands, 15cm heels, small skirts… I like this kind of clothes for some people, but I wouldnt say this is a real man repeller. She is funny sometimes, but nothing special or different than the other fashion blogs. I´m quite bored of fashion blogs lately, all are the same, in general quite shallow.