And you'll know all is well by the cat!
They've got a knack for finding the warmest, comfiest spot in the house. Yes, that's our bed!
The good news is that the flu got me out of this year's Ekka. Now I know the Ekka is a Queensland institution...'nuff said. I'm a Sydney girl & the Ekka pales into tawdry insignificance beside the Royal Easter Show. The Ekka, for those of you lucky enough not to know, is the Royal Queensland Show, for obscure reasons apparent only to other Aussies & more particularly Brisbanites, is more commonly known as *The Ekka*.
I'm not really a show girl. I like my large animals in plenty of clean air because in confined spaces they, well, smell. I don't think they like it much either. Most animals are pretty clean given a choice. In the 30 odd years I've lived in Queensland I've been to the Ekka just once ~ & hope never to do it again. The crowds! And the filth! And the cheap junk that costs a fortune! Actually, I might like the Ekka minus child & allowed to peruse the painting & crafts & oddball displays I have yet to find a child interested in. Sideshow alley every time & I am so over sideshow alley!
So our Irish friends, being very Irish, went. They took Ditz with them. Insane I know. Three wildly excited kids on an early train into town & the sort of crowds where if you died you couldn't lie down to do it. No, not my idea of fun. And my funny little Ditz, who thinks she is all grown up at 13, wanted to know why I wasn't coming too, just in case, you know, she got lost. Darling daughter, I'm dying ~ cough. cough. Ok, I'm still not real well & the sarcasm's a little out of control but the child had a wildly satisfying time & was very careful with the money she was allotted to spend. She rode a dodgem, which every child should do at least once, shouldn't they, & took a flying ride down the BIG slippery~slide; just one. The slippery~slide was all too much for Ditz! Listening to her as she whirled through the door well after dark & rattled & chatted herself to utter exhaustion was all too much for me.
And Liddy is of to some cold old hole in the morning IT~ing. Chuffed to bits, she is. So things are pretty much back to being normally insane. Iss has the best end of the stick.