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Monday, May 21, 2012

A tissue, a tissue

 Miss8 &  Master7  in the wonderfully festy hamster balls

A big positive for going to the show every year is the opportunity for our kids to catch the latest assortment of colds and flues - preferably all at the same time so the sleepless nights and bucket duties are confined to a couple of weeks instead of a couple of months.

This year, rather brilliantly, there was a new 'ride' for the kids: inflatable plastic balls. We waited until the second night to make sure they were good and full of sneezed up bugs, then we shoved them in.

Then we put them in a second time for good measure.

And we've done it! The show has been a HUGE success - already we've had three kids down with a wog and another of them is on the fringe. There are buckets and Tupperware bowls all over the house, and temperatures are soaring despite the nip in the air. Fortunately, to help keep them occupied, they've got their showbags full of goodies to play with, so everyone's happy.

Snotty noses are a truly beautiful thing. This week. Next week I won't be quite as chipper.











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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.

 

His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).

 

Bruce Devereaux currently works as a forty-five-year-old award winning customer service officer (glass statuette available upon request) for the Bank of Queensland and as a very casual employee for Corrective Services. He likes to believe he excels at both but then he has always been prone to exaggeration.

 

His favourite colour is green, with a picture of Dame Nellie Melba on one side and General Sir John Monash on the other. His favourite flower is self-raising.

 If you see him around town, call his wife immediately - he's probably snuck out and left her alone with all the kids.


 

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