October Header

This is the new header (supplanting the ducks).

And, unrelated, my younger sister has taken to giving a plaintive cry now and then: “Why do people do [whatever]? I don’t understand! Who does that?”. I have told her to start a list – start a blog! – but she hasn’t yet. It can be triggered by many factors – people changing bicycle tyres in the middle of the road, reading choices, me.

This morning’s instance was prompted by yesterday’s MX newspaper. “Hopeful” had sent a message (paraphrasing here): To the hot blonde chick on the Caboolture train with the golden labrador and the dark glasses, I was the guy in the purple tie. Coffee?

We dealt with her ensuing bewilderment, but fear that Hopeful’s love may remain unrequited.