The ones I haaaate are the girls who get on a crowded tram and proceed to spray themselves with perfume. A known hazard of Friday pm public transport. Or anytime on trams that pass a secondary school.

Consultants are paid out of your budget. I’m just letting you know as a public service and to build community goodwill.

Nope. It’s Fruit Free Friday. (ok raisin bread doesn’t count, or does it?) Overindulged yesterday and me bowels are suffering in consequence.

My go to is little packets of wasabi peas. Perfectly wholesome - even healthy. Don’t often see the same faces twice though. Heh heh.

Latest coles magazine has a recipie for smashed cucumbers, which might be fun to try. Uses 8 cucumbers smashed cucumbers paragraph 3 on recipie

Knock knock! Who’s there? Boo. Boo who? Please don’t cry - it’s just a joke.

Thank you very much. Scrumptious.

Fillet Steak Diane, with minted new potatoes and buttered green beans please chef. Strawberry pavlova to follow.

Or else.

It’s even more fun trying to communicate the full breadth of menopause to a 30 something male manager.