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Great indebtedness does not make men grateful, but vengeful; and if a little charity is not forgotten, it turns into a gnawing worm.

Somebody isn't paying attention. Expensive apartment block, Wapping. Hobart, October 2010. I cannot speak for you, but my whole family and I find that time spent browsing the brochures one of life’s joys. Oh what joy can be had in casting witty and urbane bon mots about things that we will never want or need! The casual ease with which the mountains of catalogues can be SNIP SNIP SNIPPED! away in dedicated training sessions with the scissors. Indeed, as a very small fellow (still in the rolling phase), Henry used to EAT the junk mail. If I remember it correct, the Harvey Norman furniture (vintage ’07) was his favourite. Whatever the case, the complex above may well not accept junk mail, but it’s certainly getting it .

Humour is just another defence against the universe.

Lately, Henry has taken to telling me how much he'd like to be in a wheelchair. I keep telling him that life in a wheelchair isn't a barrel of monkeys, and definitely isn't something to aspire to (with all due respect to those of you in wheelchairs). Anyway, to prove the point, Ezra spent the day in a little cart like a bloke with no legs.