Flat Out like a Lizard Drinking

Life continues to move ‘like a frog in a sock’ - I think this is the expression that Son of HN is fond of these days. He also uses ‘fish out of water’ but that expression means something else to me. Has the meaning changed? Personally, if he wants to refer to pre-seafood, I’d be inclined to say, ‘frenzied like a flapping fish’.

It’s been another eventful week for contact with wild beasts. Could someone please remove the spider welcome mat from my home - the very large visitor we encountered on Thursday morning, swore blind she’d been given a twenty percent discount for booking on the web (sorry, couldn’t help myself). My neighbour bravely escorted her from my bathroom and Charlotte’s Rainforest Retreat is now official closed.

Yesterday, Mip and I went to a five year old girl’s birthday – no clowns or fairies at this one.

Being the ‘just bring it on’ kind of child she is, Mip wore the snakes like costume jewellery. Then she handed a huge snake to me – a jaffa snake which would normally kill you if not for an operation it had to make it venomoid. Now this is something I never would have expected to do in my life but kids challenge you in the most interesting of ways.

The other parents were so blasé about draping three at a time across their bodies – ‘oh, snakes, pfft - we do this all the time you know - on weekends’. Once I’d regained my composure, I found they weren’t so scary. In fact they were quite fascinating. So I sent the photos to our relatives overseas – oh snakes, ha – us Aussies don’t bother with cats and dogs…

The other photo I sent them was of Australian Car Washes. Well, we are considered the lucky country: