Storyteller

Well, it's been a while, since the last post. Had a bit of ups and downs. Monday morning my smoke alarm went off for no reason, and I had to finally take the battery out before I left for work. Well it's working normally again now. But somehow, the whole day has been chaos, had to turn around, because I left mey keycard for work at home... and was basically stressed out all day. Wednesday on the otherside was quite fun, started with some comments of mine being read out on the radio. They had a story on TFM radio on tuesday about a guy with no arms stealing a telly. He's mates had it strapped to his body. Sent in some reason, why they strapped it to the guy with no arms and didn carry it out themselves... the read it out the next day. And once you start a day positive, things just go smoother.
Enjoyed the training yesterday. More tanto waza (defense against knife).
All in all, I guess I'm not to bad, but I'm counting the days to my holidays... 29 days to go.

"Come on in", the woman called and disappeared inside the house. Mav took the reins of Derricks horse and sent him ahead.
"Go on in lad, she doesn't bite. Tell her I'm taking care of the horses and join later."
Derrick went through the open door. He heard her rustling around in to the left, which must be the kitchen. The house seemed somehow a lot larger in the inside.
"Don't be shy and come on in, I've got tea ready", she called.
Derrick peaked around the door and carefully went into the kitchen.
"Mav's taking care of the horse, he'll be here soon," he managed to say quietly.
"I guessed as much", she answered, "so you must be Derrick. You've grown quite a bit, since I've last seen you. Oh come on and sit down." With that she pointed to a chair in front of a steaming cup of tea.
"You're not much of a talker, are you?"
"Well Birgitta, maybe you should introduce yourself first. I don't think he remembers you, he's been a babe, the last time the two of you met." This was Mav coming in.
"Aye, I guess you're right. I'm Birgitta, nice to meet you Derrick. I was a friend of your mother."
With that she took Derricks hand to greet him.
A shy "Hello, I'm Derrick" escaped from his mouth.
Then she turned around to Mav, "And how are you, old friend, I've heard you left quite a mess behind. Tahira will be here soon".
"It is about time our young friend here gets properly taught". With that she gently patted Derricks head.