Of Gigantic Flies and Cement Cathedrals

I meant to start this before my 3rd glass of wine. But oh well. This morning, I tried to take a bath. I got a nice little breakfast of toast and vegemite, a cup of tea, and set myself up in the bath. The frighteningly huge fly that had been buzzing around was lying dead... Continue Reading →

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