
In the morning (after more recruiter talk on the phone) we went to the Arndale scum city central shopping mall. I cut my hand on the hand rail of the bloody escalator, I think someone whacked it with a piece of glass. Not too bad but it's a stingy cut. I forgot about it quickly when I went to the tennis section of Big W. My recent increase in tennis skill demands a better racket than the one I bought one week ago. Scroll to the end of this blog post to see the beauty I got now!

When I came home I walked Spacey Masey.

Because I can't always put Masoooon in the
spotlights, here's a picture of Caesar, the big German Shepherd we sometimes say hello to. He's a beautiful dog who immigrated here with his owners from Italy.

This is the "Red cocky". Well, that's how we call him. It's actually a Gala or something. I'm not sure but he's very friendly and speaks fluent english (when you're drunk). He used to be Gavin's mums.

And this is the white "Cocky girl". It's a real cocky.
Personally I would never cage any kind of animal except for chickens maybe, but at least in a nice big space. These two wouldn't survive long in the wild though.

Nicole made apple pie tonight. It's very yummy :-)

And this is my new racket that will enable me to kick more ass than ever! They say though that with power comes responsibility so I can't be too hard on karin ;-)