Doing grown up banking things. All adulty and stuff.

"The reason there's so many fires is because the government declares an emergency at the drop of a hat" Oh have a fucking day off.

Bought Bella a cow hoof. She just came trotting in and did her "You need to come outside!" thing, so we went outside to where her hoof was on the ground. "LOOK AT THIS!" she says, all wiggly. Bestest girl.

Good Morning Tiny Dancers. Coffee has been had with the BFF. Out for lunch shortly with Aunt and Uncle, looking forward to more thrilling tales from my Uncle such as "We went to the Bundaberg bottling plant and it was closed" and "I once knew a man named Stephen".

Oh oh! In addition to the dogs over the road slipping out (I have told their person where they got out and she has sighed heavily) - the people down the road were IN THEIR YARD again. Bella had to give them a proper looking at. Sitting there, chatting away like they live there. Which they do. But they didn't ask BELLA if they could live there, so her stare was well placed really.

Beans came and sat next to me and gave me a long looking at, then settled down to have a little relax until I scratched my knee and then she had to go. Both chooks froze during their scruffles, necks extended, intent on something down the paddock. So I wandered over to see what was there and both beasties attacked my knees from behind. I think I was set up.

Everyone! EVERYONE! I needed some paperwork for the estate and it was *where I thought it would be*. The paperwork gods have smiled upon me.

Bath time.

Flying visit from the brother and SIL. I need tea. Lots of tea.

Good Morning Tiny Dancers. Smokey in the valley today, but that's because the Otways are on fire, not from the Longwood one. Depressing.