Once upon a time, Mummy jokingly claimed in Grandma's earshot that there were no flies here in Canberra, Grandma replied that she knew for a fact that there was, because she'd seen all the dead ones on our window sills. Watching Mummy cleaning the kitchen today, I think Grandma was onto something.
(Notice our poor, drought addled lawn.....I actually sat on real lawn last weekend - strange stuff, that green grass, strange stuff.)
Thursday, February 01, 2007
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