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  • Venerina Kap

    mislim da bi tebi bolje išao bilijar:)

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    17.08.2007. (21:28)    -   -   -   -  

  • neazess

    Ha gle, čovjek se mora negdje umoriti - bilo to prije godišnjeg ili tijekom...sad ćeš se bar odmoriti od godišnjeg ;)).

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    17.08.2007. (22:13)    -   -   -   -  

  • ludlud

    @ Venera: o, ide meni biljar! ;) ali...

    @ Neazess: Točno, da bi reč rekel. :)))

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    17.08.2007. (22:44)    -   -   -   -  

  • slijedi mjesečev sjaj

    lijepi pozdrav čitamo se

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    17.08.2007. (23:23)    -   -   -   -  

  • Reader

    Compass rose and a couple of good bottles.

    Mistral, sun, sea and real Mediterranean peace are a cure for all ills. Except maybe sunstroke, but that is already easy to avoid. But there, the storm followed us, clouds, the smell of fire and Canadairs which dived to fill themselves in front of our terrace. Fortunately the sea was chilly, which is good when you are putting out fire, but not for bathing. I missed the bowls contest which was later in the year in the little village where I like best to spend summer. They had not seen such an enthusiastic bowls player in many a month. He did not know how, but how he liked to play!

    We stayed with friends on an island. And there – the south. For we swam in the rain water that broke through the windows and doors while we collected it with rags and towels. By candle light in the evening, because on the islands after a storm, it is well known, there is no power. Yes, I have lived on the continent all my life, but I was never a tourist at heart. We wanted our home. Summer holidays were a foreign concept to us: to catch a week of nice weather that could be bought and sunbathe. Rest, that is, in the south, oh yes! But for rest there is a necessary condition: that first you are tired by your year. And I am tired still, since March, just writing this blog and possibly worsening my mental state. Which is, thank you for asking, good.

    The longed-for wind gusted for one day in the five afternoons we were on Makarska. For the rest of the time the Mistral was just the name of ship which swang mockingly tethered to the shore.

    I see, the time for joking is over. I decided to buy a couple of bottles, after a beer with the team in the Keglic to set off for the bowls pitch in the dog kingdom called Franje Tudman Square. All the old Dalmatians in Zagreb play there and will really accept one someone does not know how, but so much wants to.

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    19.08.2007. (18:24)    -   -   -   -  

  • Jyt Otmiq

    agent Rajputana trgovanja-kuca cija je roba bila preusmjeravaju u refurbish laptop

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    22.09.2009. (13:32)    -   -   -   -  

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