Last night I dreamt I put a lot of hair conditioner on my head for no reason. Today I slipped on a hill on a bushwalk and ended head down at the base of a tree. No real damage done except for a sprained wrist but my hair was absolutely full of little burrs - impossible to get out - until I covered my scalp with hair conditioner. What does that mean I wonder.
Anyway we are in a place boringly called called Lakes Entrance which it is very wet but probably very beautiful when we go and look tomorow. Mind you I have a prejudice against lakes at the moment. I had a lovely close encounter with stalagmites and stalagtites this morning before I fell down my hill There was a shawl formation that looked like it had threads in it. Apparently the steps of Australia House in London are made from black Buchan granite but they call it marble because it sounds more affluent.
Both Grant and i are getting to be better vanwives. I mentioned before that emptying the sullage cassette was a challenge. Well we discovered a greater one when we put it back wrong. Nuff said.
Anyway lets see what tomorrow holds
Anyway we are in a place boringly called called Lakes Entrance which it is very wet but probably very beautiful when we go and look tomorow. Mind you I have a prejudice against lakes at the moment. I had a lovely close encounter with stalagmites and stalagtites this morning before I fell down my hill There was a shawl formation that looked like it had threads in it. Apparently the steps of Australia House in London are made from black Buchan granite but they call it marble because it sounds more affluent.
Both Grant and i are getting to be better vanwives. I mentioned before that emptying the sullage cassette was a challenge. Well we discovered a greater one when we put it back wrong. Nuff said.
Anyway lets see what tomorrow holds
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