Well, I am in France.
I feel that I need one post so all you people who commented might have something. Sorry but I probably will not talk back. I am using this as a way so my mother does not call me as much.
Me being tres chic I forgot my camera USB (hint mother please send it to me. Better yet Sussie please cause you are actually at home. No wait, Peta you will remember). I will post my traditional photo of me in front of the Eiffel Tower later sorry. You will have to wait.
Well rubbing it in, I am off to visit a chàuteu (castle) with my host father. Au revoir.
There you go mum <3 (love heart on the side)
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Beautiful girl – you are FUNNY! Just go buy another USB cord. That is what constitues an emergency use of your father’s mastercard!
You forgot to give us a useful french phrase (tres chic does not count) so I will give one to you:
Je voudrai parler avec Ashleigh, s’il vous plait.
That is what I said to your host mother last night on the phone. I think it means that I would like to speak to Ashleigh please. Can you find out if it was right. I hope I didn’t say your name and something rude in the same sentence!!
She’s a good girl, that Ashleigh. Fancy taking the time to write a post just for us, probably so we wouldn’t keep hassling.
Give me your dad’s credit card number, and I will bring the USB cable to you personally.
lol, Aunty Evil
Only forgot one thing eh? Ces’t tres organised. Happy travels, eat lots of cheese.
You crack me up. I would remember to post it to you but you have plastic money. Do you know how to say USB in french? I would like to know – you never know when I might need it. We’re off now to use our key to get into your house while your parents are away. Chelsea needs the hair straightener and I’m sick of all the shoes I own. Also, I notice you left most of your best skirts – I have a bbq on Saturday and I think they will do quite nicely. Kisses and love.
Or, you could say:
“Allo! Je m’appelle Tracey et je suis la mere d’Ashleigh. Puis-je parler a Ashleigh, s’il vous plait?”
(Translation: Hello! I am called Tracey & I am Ashleigh’s mother. May I speak with Ashleigh, if you please?) You could use Bonjour instead of Allo but Allo is traditional. Once they know you better, you could say, “Allo! C’est Tracey qui parle. Puis-je parler….”
It seems that USB in French is “Cle USB” (as in a USB key). Canadians have French/English packaging on 99% of all packaging.
Hey Ashleigh thanks fo telling me you have a blog
haha i wonder if i’ll get attacked by revolutionaries if I use lots of smilies……… good thing im not over there or they’d behead me,
*ahem* email me
i also noticed you left your nice dresses……
hope its fun and your make up covers your jet lag
love you
Look it seems to me as if Your Favourite Aunt will have to protect your wardrobe for you. I should go and take photos now so we can tell what has been tampered with on your return. (it’s only because I am a giant compared to you, sultana and peta that I will stop them from wearing your stuff)
You are dreaming if you think you can stop your mother ringing you. It is the price you pay for the trip. She hands out the cash you hand out the loving daughter routine!
Buy the USB. If you are as smart as I think you are, you will purchase it from a store with other items you desire and then tell you parents it was just very, ver y expensive.
Sultana is going to be the replacement you at Imogen’s birthday party. It’s just that it is too wet for the park and the mini attention whores will worry if they don’t see her at the party. And with you gone we need someone responsible to watch the kids.
photos wench and soon.
xx
Mum – Dad told me the use of the mastercard comes before any other type of payment.
Aunty – It’s… I don’t know I just sign
Stomper – Admitting to one thing. Happily buying other stuff to replace the rest.
Peta – Do you know how to use the straightner? Straightner her hair in small layers. It will still take you an hour. My clothes are on the floor.
Lana – Sleep covers my jetlag (po); this is a smilie that pokes its tongue. Smiley abuse all round!
Sus – I got photos. I know what clothes I have. If I am as smart? Not a favourite aunt comment. So who is the next babysitter when Sultana leaves?
You have your dad’s Mastercard?? Go for it Ashliegh, go for it!!! *wink wink* Go get that nice witer coat whilst you’re at it. Do you realise how much discussion has happened over a winter coat for you? Use that Mastercard!
(of course I meant Winter coat, not witer coat!)
Straightner took 3/4 hour and Chelsea informed me that I didn’t do it as well as the hairdresser.
Also, clothes are no longer on the floor. Grandma has been while everyone is away and ironed and cleaned. They are all ready for me…
hey lovely.
now i have your number i can harrass you. I’m glad its cold, just for something different in your life. as you now know i am prime child entertainer. I relish the role. and i love being included in your family especially since mine is so far away. *dont tell your family im using them*
your in france and i have proof. how happy.
Hope you figure out the pictures
You have your dad’s mastercard? In the most fashionable nation on earth? Oh my. He must have great faith in your restraint.
I think your blog will become a new favourite – the comments alone are so funny. Hope you’re having fun and that mastercard has smoke coming from it by now from so much use. Really – what else can a girl do? You are just really maximising the whole experience…..
Lana!!! Your or you’re??? Get it right girl.
eg: You’re in our family, so I will mock your grammar.
See the difference now?
Hurry up and blog again Miss Ashy. I think that you are in Amiens this weekend. It looks beautiful on google earth, so I need to see photos!
hey ashy!!!
I am mooving into your room today…
Did you take any clothes to france??? There are so many left in your wardrobe!
Your grandma put all your staff under the bed
enjoy your time there and see you in 6 month
Melodie I took heaps of clothes. Exactly 20.8 kg. Go for it, everyone else has borrowed my clothes. Hope someone cleaned my room :p
hmm that will now be a lot of stuff under the bed.
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