Spotted on Bourke Street
Ah, I love it when I spot a spelling error. This isn't as pleasing as finding a mistake in The Age newspaper, but it's still pretty good, especially given the name of the shop. Or maybe they sell statues?
Years ago I pressed a boyfriend to name something about me that irritated him, and all he could come up with was my penchant for pointing out spelling errors on signs and in menus. Either he thought I was just about perfect or he was lying to me.
There's lots of crispy leaves on the footpath in my street lately, I suppose because the hot weather has dried them out nicely. CRUNCHY CRUNCH CRUNCH!
Have I mentioned that I have my flat to myself for nearly a month? Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!