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For boys, puberty is like turning into the Incredible Hulk - but very, very slowly.

We really need our own boat to take advantage of the good things around us. Now, where can I get one?

Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding.

Henry relaxed as we head due South towards the Tasman Bridge in the water taxi. [For those inclined, that is long-time comments stalker Roddy's arm in shot...]