I have too much dust in my house. I can see no surface. I am upset by this. People have started writing me messages in it. Bad messages. Like "clean me" and "also available in glass". I am not amused by this. I haven't cooked a meal since before Jaws was born. I don't like cooking and am not too bothered by this fact, but am starting to feel a bit like a shirker of duties *pulls face* so will have to cook something soon. *Grinds teeth*. I am displeased by this fact also.

What's wrong with jam sandwiches, anyway? It's a nutritious, well-rounded meal covering many of the food groups - protein, carbohydrates, fat, fibre.... what more do you want. Plus it doubles as a dessert 'cos it's sweet. Any more complaints and I'll be taking the Aboriginal approach and offering the British alternative to Witchetty grubs and grass for main meals... *muffles evil laugh*

Educationally we have done zip. As usual. Probably will never happen. If Boss turns 17 and is still riding his tractor making diesel noises somebody please save him and turn me into the police. Thanks.

My sister informs me she has taken to wall-climbing as a hobby. But she didn't even *try* to climb the living room wall when I asked her to show me... Parents were here on Sunday. Pretty basic, straight-forward occasion. I didn't give them witchetty grubs and bark, however. No. They had oven chips. And ketchup. Ketchup... very good source of lycopene ... and sugar... another important food group. Kinda.

Anyhoo, nothing much to add. Well, there is but my brain resembles scrambled egg and I can't remember what else I was going to rattle on about. Off to see Hannah's blog...