27 December 2005

CHRISTMAS 2005 FORTH

I stayed in Forth until Christmas where it was just left to me and my mum Chet. She had had to bear the so called weening (she calls kidnapping) of my brother (named Henry) who was taken by Darren and Emma (living at Emma’s parents’) and my sister. Paulo finally decided to make an appearance and together with Phil tried to convince her that they shouldn’t take me… I must admit I agreed, life was good in Forth with my mum and I had heard that Hobart was the big bad world of city life, and the vision of their poxy little apartment could hardly compare to life on 10 hectares in the middle of cat rural life. But with tears Melanie took me and I panicked in shock all the 4 hours in the car to my new residence.

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