Saturday, 7 January 2012

They're falling out of the sky like flies.

I am woken each morning by ABC News Radio (because I'm innerlectual n' stuff) which for me works better than that awful beeping. Usually I open my eyes and ears to the traffic report, or sport, but this morning was refreshingly different.
'In which a young boy had a flying fox placenta land on his face.' was what I heard. Instinctively, I leaned over and pressed snooze, so I didn't hear what the circumstances were, and frankly, I don't want to.

Made a mental note to keep my eyes on the trees today, however.

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