Driving from Queanbeyan to Canberra on Friday afternoon
Thank you to the stupid idiot builder who did the inspection of my grandmother’s house before the contracts were exchanged. He unblocked the chimney, so when we arrived on Friday a possum had got into the house and TRASHED it! You can see the one strip I vacuumed (and even then there’s still charcoal on it!).
We cleaned it all up, and then when we arrived on Saturday it was trashed AGAIN! I was standing in the kitchen, turned around, and the thing was sitting there next to me. There was screaming and running because it was so unexpected!
So… may I keep her?! We’re going to have to take her to the pound soon, because it just isn’t possible to keep her, but I’d love to.
Because all men who respect women make speeches in front of signs like that!
This was quite the week for Australia. Our Prime Minister, the man infamous for misogyny, homophobia, and international ridicule, and the man who kept meeting with Vladimir Putin despite world pressure not to (and immediately after Russia shot down MH17 and killed dozens of Australians). The man who here in Canberra is known for decimating our community with all his government job cuts. And for his Vladimir Putin-style half-naked photo ops. Well, he FINALLY got dumped by his own party.
A year ago I filed an official complaint against him on behalf of Ukrainians and Ukrainian Australians. I received an official reply, telling me he supports us and not Putinist Russia. The letter came complete with gold coat of arms, but it didn’t exactly change things!
The Bold and the Beautiful star here in Canberra this week, doing promotional stuff at our spring Floriade flower festival. I don’t watch soap operas, but even I know who Brooke is!