3.9.07

you don't wanna see my ghost

crackie was in shorts today but it just made him look stubby. trousers make him more sophisticated. and i don't really like his hair cut. but i realised that he has an almost identical nose to james mcavoy (!!!) which really explains why i'm so attracted to him.


look at his nose!


then after school jot, mike and i went off to buy matt's birthday present and realising that the next train was in 12 minutes and we can walk to subi in 10 we tagged off again and went on foot. along the way we found a very lost bunnings trolley in which we deposited our bags and took turns pushing. then we parked the trolley and entered woolworths, debated about which barbie matt would like best (the ballerina one) and lamented the fact that they didn't stock any of the lollies that jot wanted to take to health camp.
so after promising to push the trolley all the way jot convinces us to go all the way to farmer jacks, but some how i end up with the trolley but i'm so weak that jot and mike had to steer/pull on either side all the way up rokeby road, steepest hill in christendom. then we bumped into mr rogers and jot attmpted to hide the trolley which basically involved sitting on it and saying "we don't have a trolley". then we managed to get to farmers jacks and parked the trolley again and decided that since we'd got so attatched to it we should name it; thus it was dubbed crackie and we all made a humble pledge to return it to its home.


a house number mikey and i couldn't resist.


so we got jot's lollies and negotiated our way to baskin and robbins where jot's brother works. we recieved a free ice-cream (that we demolished in record time) and after realising that we didn't know where a bunnings was we continued towards jots place until we came upon a broken down, ramshackled old house that was just desperate for an owner and even though it meant we had to physically carry our bags we sacrificed spinal comfort for crackies happiness. we pushed him under the clothes line and took the coat hanger that we'd found in him and hung it up beside him. it was a wrench but it felt right.


crackie the trolley has found his home.



and super close up crackie.


after a tender farewell kiss we continued to jots and then to the train station and thence, home. ♥

No comments: