I was just thinking how the local deity smiled upon me the other day; two unopened bottles of aqua schnapps just sitting outside the dairy in a bag. Usually its only the neighbourhood dogs who get a treat from there, but soon my flatmate and I shall be spiralling into an alcopop frenzy. In all liklihood we shall be dancing around a handbag in the middle of the room.
But while I wait for my 250ml sugar water debauch I am making use of the living room while no-one else is around. Indulging my no longer secret passion for Robin of Sherwood. I have some videos taped from TV in the 80s, and there are some commercials left in the mix. Watties Jelly fruit, the Wella Woman ad, Mark Todd & Bell Tea, Flemings Chewy Muesli bars (Chew me out of my mind...a MIGHTY snack).
If I did not love the soft focus hey nonny nonny so much I would just fast forward to the next break.
Which brings me to another great thing about living around here. I can always wander up to Robin Hood park on those foggy Dunedin days, and earnestly hope that Herne the Hunter will appear to tell me that I am the chosen one. Any day now...
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