I have just been on my evening stroll and saw " The Endeavour " sail by down the Tamar. I was breathstolen, it was so romantic. I felt like I was in another time, until a Commodore, came hooning up the road, damn those bogan cars.
The pine trees smelled gorgeous as I walked past them and I was being all dreamy and observant tonight as I walked.
Our daughter is into thinking of groovy names for her toys at the moment, her latest is " hootytootickets" for one of her tiny bears, I laugh so much at her sometimes ! She is quite the wordsmith !
