What a suitable title for my blog post – the mate my son has just been staying with in Sydney has been an extra in “Home & Away” of late. His mum sent me the link to the cage fighting scene he features widely in, but sadly I’m not allowed to watch it here – would be giving too much away about what’s going on I guess….
Anyway, the point is that my son has just uploaded a few photos to Facebook. Designed exclusively to make me feel a little bit sick. HOW can anyone be somewhere so beautiful? Why don’t we all live in Australia? Every time I did a FaceTime call with them I thought that – problem is I should have sorted my visa many years ago when I still had wrinkle free skin and less body hair and could do useful things. Now what can I offer them? Pilates taught by a late 40 something single mother of three? That would get me some minus points I should think. What could I say I can do that is really required in Australia but they don’t know it yet?
Just look at these photos:-
How can they be having such an awful time?
Dreadful weather. Crap sand. Murky waters:-
They’ve got swimming with dolphin pictures, boat pictures, dancing pictures…watching everyone getting stoned in Nimbin pictures:-
Whereas I on the other hand have photos like this to offer:-
NO. It’s not a shark attack or a false teeth attack – this is what happens when you wash your son’s rugby shorts with the mouthguard still in the pocket. THANKFULLY my mother was here and came to the rescue. Cut and sewed.
But still. You get my drift. About the unacceptable divide.
