I meant to write something tonight about the process of reverse gentrification going on in my suburb but fell asleep on the couch at eight o'clock and have just woken up now... in time to go to bed.
In lieu of anything actually worthy of your time, please find below a photo of something we saw at the park this afternoon:
Surprisingly it's not a giant, disfigured cotton bud but some wacky man-boy wrapped in bubble wrap hanging upside down on some ropey play equipment with his two friends.
Here he is again launching himself down the hill between the slippery dips:
Why anyone would do this is a mystery to me.
On the plus side, we saw some pretty ducks:
Then we looked closer and realised they were crazy alien zombie ducks:
You'd think with all the red lines I draw on photos I'd be better at it, but no. On the other hand, I'm not sure I made the duck look all that much worse, considering his/her zombie status.
So overall and in summary (as I used to start the concluding paragraph of all my year seven essays), it was a largely mystifying day.
Share the love: what's mystified you this week?