ok. everyone is here. for three weeks. its MAD.
my father managed to bring THREE rifles from east london (in South Africa) all the way to Tanzania. (note use of capitals).
sister and family arrived from sinapore via nairobi in massoud's daladala after killing one goat and narrowly missing a pedeistrian in northern maasailand.
myrtle lies asleep in Myrtle's Bed. (and mentioned that it reminded her of the story of the princess and the pea (??)
all cousins sleep together in loft bedroom.
and, um, uncle fuzz arrives tommorrow....
send lawyers, drugs and money. (we have the guns)
i am missing my old life...but only a little bit.
toodely pip then
sod kitchen board tonight...its late.