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*Sigh*.
What a day.
Firstly we wake up and it’s pissing it down, proper big fat rain.
What to do, we ask ourselves? Ah-ha! It’s Tuesday, we can head to the Dandenong Market! Excellent plan, so we jump into the car and head off. 30 minutes later, just outside Dandenong, we hear on the radio (Triple M was the station of choice) that it is in fact Monday. Horror! Quite calamitous I can tell you.
So I say to the better half ‘Lets go for a walk in the Dandenongs instead then.’

But no…

You see, some genius named the town ‘Dandenong’ but decided that the ‘Dandenongs’ would be a lovely name for a mountain range. Ye gads. We were nowhere close. So we decided to head to a nearby park, the name escapes me but it’s unimportant, you see the park we went to was dead. Dead as a doornail. It may as well have been Pripyat… (The town constructed for the Chernobyl workers, for those who don’t know.)
2 lazy kangaroos (Possibly with 6 legs, they were laying in the long grass) a couple of 3 eyed skinks and that was it.

Blasted luck.