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Originally Posted by Outcast
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When I did the pubs in Parramatta helping down and out folk manage better they used to call me "father confessor" ...for whatever reason people who were complete strangers would after a little while tell me their deepest secrets ...I think cause I never judged folk and was kind.
So facing two problems .. daughter is using the garden cart and the grass is still very wet and as the only foot ware I have (able to wear on my swollen feet) are slippers I cant even go to the car yet...best news is we have a new little lady chook, a little mate for Percy the pet house rooster...our little boy has grown up.
Life is just so wonderful isnt it.
Alex
Alex