Gay and riding cowgirl


Well, here I am in Christchurch. We have been here a few days already and I am beginning to enjoy myself. But I was feeling pretty down in the mouth, when we first  got here, I can tell you.

But I’ll get to that in the next post.

After arriving in New Zealand we drove straight from the airport to a beautiful suburb on the outskirts of town. And I was in for another surprise. Saul’s sister lives here!

Isn’t that marvellous, girls? And the naughty man never mentioned he had a sibling.

He explained during the drive that for years, the family never mentioned Elizabeth, who picked up the unfortunate nickname of Lizard Breath, which sounds as if as it came from the mouth of some snotty kid with their braces on skew. Apparently it is partly because of her tongue, but mostly because of her being gay.

Well! Really! I thought this was more than a little mean.  I mean, I have always felt I was a gay person; I try to maintain a sunny disposition at all times. But I too can have a bit of a tongue on me on occasion; especially if Saul is spoiling for an argument; he’ll get a swift tongue lashing from me, that’s for sure.

Men must know when they’ve had a sound licking, right girls? Too true!

It turns out however, that Elizabeth is gay, not gay. If you catch my drift, ladies?

I am pleased to report, however that despite initially being ostracized by family and a few, stuffy, conservative friends, and Elizabeth telling  everyone they could go and *Frak themselves,  they had a bit of a rethink and  mended fences. And early next year she and her partner, Bobbi, a 6’ 8” sheep rancher, who could probably kick start a Boeing 747, if she was asked, are getting married!

Anyway, I need to sign off for a while and pop off for forty winks.  We are going to a Country and Western bar later tonight with Elizabeth and Bobbi where they have one of those mechanical bulls.

And we are all going to ride it!

It sounds very exciting, I must say, and Saul suggested I can practice riding Cowgirl on him before we go out. Isn’t that sweet of him?

Bye For Now.

Love, Aunty Jane.

*Frak. Jeremy emailed me and explained that this little word is from a science fiction program called Battlestar Gallactica and all the girls say it. I quite like it! Has a certain ‘chutzpah’, don’t you agree, girls?

When I get home I must ask Jeremy what the word means.  I do know that after all this flying I am pooped, or as Jeremy suggested “totally frakked”.



One thought on “Gay and riding cowgirl

  1. Sonel

    Glad to hear you arrived safely Aunty Jane. Seems Saul has a very interesting family for sure. Enjoy the bullriding and get enough rest, that is if you are allowed. 😛


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