- May 24, 2014
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Here comes the summer routine, its the same every year. Madam starts to pile stuff up to take with us, I go through the pile to save weight.
I take out the cookpot. Why says she. Because I will cook on the Cadac, we dont need it. I take out the hiking boots, its a beach holiday. I take out the Sub Zero winter clothing, again why. Because its summer dear, we are heading for the beach. The leave behind pile starts to grow and the moaning begins. I explain I am keeping an eye on weight. I then spend yet another hour explaining MRO and MTPLM, GTW and everything else.
But the cookpot doesnt weigh that much, neither does this, that and around two dozen other items.
Try to pick them up all together and see how heavy they are. Now you are just being silly says she. DOH.
And she sneaks things back in again when I am not looking.
I take out the cookpot. Why says she. Because I will cook on the Cadac, we dont need it. I take out the hiking boots, its a beach holiday. I take out the Sub Zero winter clothing, again why. Because its summer dear, we are heading for the beach. The leave behind pile starts to grow and the moaning begins. I explain I am keeping an eye on weight. I then spend yet another hour explaining MRO and MTPLM, GTW and everything else.
But the cookpot doesnt weigh that much, neither does this, that and around two dozen other items.
Try to pick them up all together and see how heavy they are. Now you are just being silly says she. DOH.
And she sneaks things back in again when I am not looking.