Wow. We are finally here. Aus- actual - Stralia. Claire's uncle picked us up from the airport and we were all walking zombies. I wasn't in the best of moods as we had just had our coral confiscated in quarentine (you know..just incase we bread a new race of DEAD coral). They have to be so careful. Some stupid british guy a while back brought some rabbits over to oz so he could shoot them for game in his backyard. As Oz had never even so much smelt a rabbit until this time, no parasites had even thought about evolving to attack a rabbit and so the rabbits did what they do best and nothing could stop them. Australia now has a rapidly rising population of over 300,000 rabbits....nice one.
Anyways..all exhausted and looking really attractive, we arrived at our new home, a gorgeous family household in one of Sydney's subarbs, Heathcote. We were greeted by a very hyperactive Jack Russell called Banjo which would not stop yapping and running rings around us. He took quite a shine to Holly, which was typical as she hates dogs and was probably trying to restrain herself from kicking it accross the room. For tea was a full Roast Dinner. I don't think I have ever appreciated a meal so much. It was heavenly. I could have eaten till the cows came home, went to bed, woke up, went out and came back a second time. "Yum Yum Pigs Bum." Damn roite Terri (Claire's Aunt)..that sure was one yunny pig's bummy.
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