The Goodies

The Goodies – not just a great TV show, goodies is a term we often use to describe anything good. Fringe benefits are never taken for granted either.

Cold hard cash is the reason I donned my filthy overalls (cleaner than my other clothes though) for a few days labouring. Basically I was helping one of the outdoor shops move their stuff from the 5th floor to the 1st floor (that’s one floor above ground in this country).

A small disaster occured on Monday (usually they happen shortly after I leave…) Amongst the construction mess happening all over the building, a fire-fighting hose re-fit on the 4th floor went amiss and galons of water rained down from the 3rd floor ceiling, to the 2nd floor ceiling, and so on.

A lot of the stuff is being rubbished and I happen to be man-handling pretty much everything. I salvaged a mint condition pair of shoes, my size too! Excellent. I also scored a plastic side-release buckle to replace the one that QANTAS broke.

Mum is coming to visit me on Friday before she flies to visit my brother in Poland. She has promised a wheat-bag, a pillow, and a couple of blankets to make my (loaned) bed a bit more snugly.

Lastly all my good stuff that was too heavy and was sent home from Japan, has finally arrived and Dad is making a special trip down the Hume Highway on Monday to deliver it all. Hooray for all the good things.