Natalie and Mitchell are always telling me not to wear my hat strap done up under my chin. They say that only my ASD boys wear a hat like that. NOT TRUE MI BAMBINI! I have seen quite a few middle-aged Japanese women who also wear their hat the same way. So there!
And by the way children, yes they did like me getting up close to take these photos – even if they pretended not to, and then tried to scamper away. I know they were very comfortable and were laughing on the inside – totally inscrutable!
Sayonara
The Very Excellent Adventures of the Cunnington-Smythes 
Oh, Rossco, you are makiing me weep. First of all, with those beautiful descriptions of food – I was about to share with you my delight at rediscovering the joy of dunking an Arnott’s milk arrowroot in tea – and then with your visit to Galileo’s museum, although I think you were a bit tough on the Catholics, which is understandable, nevertheless, given your Rosewood State School background. I can fully appreciate your wonderment at seeing Galileo’s telescopes and texts. Had a similar sensation last week at Headland Golf Club where there was an auction of Rugby League memorabilia, including a 1982 Kangaroos jersey with the King’s signature still very clear. That just took my breath away as yours was by those early maps. Surprised you didn’t mention Stephen Jay Gould in your pantheon.
Better let you go. You know that a hat strap is essential if you are always looking up (what are you looking at?)! And that Romanian muso does look like David. Love to you both and thanks for the wonderful communication. Drats, the arrowroot has fallen into the tea!!