It's muggy hot. Time to take my two red cherubs for an early walk before it heats up too much.
Then, I don't know what I am going to do with the rest of my day off, I have no plans to speak of. And that is just the way I like it.
I have a new Renee Geyer live album which is a treat since I didn't expect to get any new albums from her now she has died. It's a live album, of course, and it's great, so I'll be listening to that.
But first, a lovely wander around the streets, to see what we can see, sniff, whatever. Then, I don't know what? Put my feet up and rest? You know I love that more than just about anything else. Perhaps, not more than world peace*, but, you know, nearly. 😀
* not more than watching Donald Trump fail.
Oh, okay, we're Australian. Not more than Dutton's nuclear power plant lies failing, how about that? You know the Liberal Party will never build one nuclear power plant, they are conning you. It is just the latest chapter in their unending grip on fossil fuels.
That reminds me, I haven't seen Jill for a while, she being a conservative voter. She has said we can no longer discuss politics, you know, because that is what conservative voters do, especially now that conservatives no longer have any policies other than bashing trans people, wailing about abortion and weaponising immigration.
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