Yes, I think it is time for a change in scenery.
Even I am getting bored with the same shots every day.
First a bit of background.
Bear with me here.
ML has a son who owns a local snake park.
They feed live chickens to some of the snakes.
Yeah I know…not a nice thought.
If a chicken survives the night without getting eaten it is reprieved.
ML is now the proud owner of three such chickens.
Who can’t believe their luck.
On Sunday, while ML’s partner was in the bath, she got an egg out of the fridge.
And put it in the garden.
When Dave came out of the bathroom she said one of the chickens had been making a terrible noise.
That he should go and check it out.
He came back very excited.
Egg shell in hand(it had rolled and broken)
Their FIRST egg.
And so soon.
Phoned her son to tell him.
Her son was surprised.
The chickens are still very young.
ML and I were having coffee when Dave and her son S got home.
Dave,very excitedly, told me about their first egg.
I can’t keep a straight face.
Fortunately he told me the chicken had made such a noise.
Being it’s first egg it was probably alarmed.
I was able to burst out laughing and say the same thing had happened to me when I laid my first kid.
ML and her son were able to keep completely straight faces.
They must be excellent poker players.
Eventually S asked David if he had looked at the egg properly.
Did it have a Woolworth’s stamp on it?
It took a moment.
And the penny dropped.
And ML shouted April Fool.
He wasn’t very happy.
Though he pretended he was.
He is already plotting his revenge for next year.
I have started the deleting process.
Should have done this years ago.
I also have a few thousand photos on my work computer.
But I will probably delete them all.
Most of them are the home pc as well.
Maybe I will put them on my memory stick and put them onto a cd at home.
Just in case the home pc packs up.
I should do that anyway.
I have photos on various computers all over the place.
You might have noticed.
I am not organised.
Now it is time to hit the road.
Go and queue for petrol.
Our gas is going up a whacking 68c a litre tomorrow.
Then pick up grandson.
Then go to beach.
Then cook supper.
Damn…think I will just go straight home and get into bed.