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And in the period of about three hours my beloved’s return to work came to an abrupt end. Even before it had started. I don’t want to go into details here because it isn’t the right place and because I’m still quite angry.
But suffice it to say that turning around at the eleventh hour [...]

Apart from the obvious things (Marmite, Marks and Spencer undies) there are some things that I just can’t find for sale in Australia. Starting today I’m going to document them here. This will be a very occasional series but let me start with this inaugural list of things you can’t buy in Australia;

Streaky bacon. Middle [...]

SWMBO is returning to work. From conception to execution has taken no longer than three weeks. When she makes her mind up she doesn’t hang around.
It all started innocently enough, one day at work middle-management-Mikey casually (and I thought half jokingly) inquired if Mrs Todd was looking for a job. I replied that she was [...]

I’m not saying that we have bad music in our car (courtesy of Mr Housewife (KRed Parent)) but it is looking increasingly like Olly’s first proper word will be Agadoo. Oh dear.
I shall be burning the CD as soon as I can get it out of the car. Its the only possible thing to do.

Today is our fourth wedding anniversary. I am pureeing pumpkins and it’s nine thirty at night. It wasn’t supposed to be like this you know. SWMBO had a table booked at our favourite French restaurant where Wednesday is the one day of the week that they offer bouillabaisse. Which I am rather partial to.
Unfortunately [...]

Well the phone books I mentioned a couple of days ago have now gone. Shortest bit of cluttering ever in our house. I suspect SWMBO of reading this blog, despite her protestations of never going near the internet.

This one’s especially for the 70’s throwback, but you should all click and have a listen to the master. Its the video for Too Much Saturn by Francis Dunnery;

When we were living in the UK my in-laws ‘won’ a cheap photo shoot with one of those incredibly reasonably priced high street photography chains. They took the opportunity to get some shots of the whole rag tag bunch that makes up the family. My lovely wife went crazy with the cheque book and bought [...]