Nineteen degrees. Celsius. It was only twenty one here. A very warm twenty one though. Surely it wasn't that cold in Hobart. Perhaps you had a chill wind in from Antarctica.The big boy looks good frolicking on the beach.
Depression is a state of mind. Do you need your father to come and snap you out of it? Then again, you could end up more confused!We, your mother and I, are looking forward to seeing you this weekend.
Would love to see what your beaches are looking like now. I sometimes think they're nicer when they've been abandoned by the throngs and get a little rest and time to themselves. :)
Roddy, BAH!Magpie, we just might be heading to one in a minute...
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