I wasn’t going to write anything today, as nothing has really happened.
The house has filled up with foreigners again.
I am banished to the back room, so I might as well be messing around on the Interweb as twiddling my thumbs.
Once again, this crowd arrived without any warning. I don’t know where Herself gets them from, or even more important, what she is using them for.
They arrive. They mill around making a lot of noise, and then they vanish again as suddenly as they came.
I find it unnerving, and so does Sandy.
I though all the foreigners has done the sensible thing and gone home? God knows, no one in their right mind would want to stay in this boghole of a country unless they had nowhere else to go.
I have applied for a permanent residency in Greenland. I believe it’s warmer there and they are heading towards independence so there is a fair chance I could be elected. Also the population is around 60,000 so there is a damned good chance of winning the lottery.
They don’t have many tourists, so I may have to develop a new hobby. I’ll have to arrange for a regular supply of Guinness too.
I might even get myself one of the local 4WDs?