I'm off to Perth, Gentle Readers, to visit my lovely Ma. I have left you with something delectable to look at over in the Divine Treasury, and I don't know when I'll be posting again, but don't fret. I'll definitely be at it this week. No, not that, Mr Golightly is not coming along.
I've left him a six-serving pot of spaghetti sauce, so hopefully I won't return home after a week to find him surrounded by empty pizza boxes, or worse, being eaten alive by some of the insects which have found their way into the cool of our house this week...
It's going to be 31C in Perth today, much nicer than Sydney, and of course it almost never rains over there, so I'll feel right at home. How weird is this weather? Of course, Climate Change is a myth. Just ask the people in Tully.
And now, Gentle Readers, I must make the most of my annual QANTAS club membership by guzzling another glass of apple juice before my flight. Ah, the glamour.
Stay safe in the weather.