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Jan. 6th, 2012 04:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyThe other morning as I was doing my pre-work walk on the beach, I saw a wallaby hopping along the shore, followed by seagulls. I don't know if they were chasing it or just curious. So that was a thing. This morning, I saw six camels, which was a surprise. Apparently they are doing camel rides on the beach over summer, and I was there in time to see them arrive for the day. So that was another thing.
There was a woman in the Post Office today who was sort of but not quite standing at the end of the line of people under the PLEASE QUEUE HERE sign. I couldn't tell if she was in the queue or just looking at something nearby, so I said to her, 'Are you the end of the queue?'
She said, 'Oh, I suppose I must be. I've never been here before, so I don't know how it works.' So she got in line and I stood behind her and that was that. I thought it was odd, though. I didn't think queuing was such a difficult concept, or unique to the local Post Office.
My mother wanted to buy some quilt fabric today and fancied a trip to the little fabric store in Cobden, a little under an hour away from the City by the Sea. According to the Welcome to Cobden, population 1,534, board at the outskirts of town, Cobden's WEEK OF GOLF! starts on 18 February. So put that in your calendars.
On the way to Cobden, we passed through the even smaller town of Naringal. The Naringal primary school has a big board in its grounds that says:
2012 RESOLUTION
DON'T POINT A FINGER
LEND A HAND
There's something in that for all of us.
There was a woman in the Post Office today who was sort of but not quite standing at the end of the line of people under the PLEASE QUEUE HERE sign. I couldn't tell if she was in the queue or just looking at something nearby, so I said to her, 'Are you the end of the queue?'
She said, 'Oh, I suppose I must be. I've never been here before, so I don't know how it works.' So she got in line and I stood behind her and that was that. I thought it was odd, though. I didn't think queuing was such a difficult concept, or unique to the local Post Office.
My mother wanted to buy some quilt fabric today and fancied a trip to the little fabric store in Cobden, a little under an hour away from the City by the Sea. According to the Welcome to Cobden, population 1,534, board at the outskirts of town, Cobden's WEEK OF GOLF! starts on 18 February. So put that in your calendars.
On the way to Cobden, we passed through the even smaller town of Naringal. The Naringal primary school has a big board in its grounds that says:
2012 RESOLUTION
DON'T POINT A FINGER
LEND A HAND
There's something in that for all of us.