...when Uncle Les visits. The boys, especially the guinea pigs, get lots of pets.
A tree had fallen in our backyard in the middle of a Sydney stormy night on 3rd August. It was actually windier than anything. None of us heard it and slept through the entire night. My landlord has called in a tree removalist and he'll be here tomorrow. I hope he brings a chainsaw.
I thought it would be a pretty quiet week this week but turned out to be busier than I had anticipated.