Dear Diary,
What are you staring at, ya' great big galah?
Stone the crows, don'tcha know how to behave in a shoe shop?
Geez.
I like this Aussie lingo. I'm on walkabout in Australia with `me Mum'. Dad woz 'ere, but he's had to go back to work. Dad says I'm already much stronger, and after I've been on walkabout with me Mum for another five weeks I'll be stronger still. 'Cause I bloody will, I'm 117 weeks old now and I'll be... ah, 122 weeks old when Dad comes back to pick us up.
I've seen Nan and Pop, and Amelia, and loads of other people. Went swimming with
Mum and Dad and Sis and Teddy. I was zooming over the water after a couple of minutes,
you were right Dad, it is fun. Did an awful lot of trekking around the city, though.
It's frightening to think I could get put off shopping... better not take it so far.
Can we go bush next, Mum?
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