I was out visiting with Maude yesterday, she announced to a crowded room of relos that we are related to Saint Mary McKillop by marriage.
I started to feel really crook, and had to call our jaunt to a quick halt.
We had stopped outside St. Mary's Cathedral at the lights and I became violently ill,
opened the car door and did a quick chuck out of the car. Charming really.
Mary's obviously not too impressed with her newly found family.
It took Mark an hour with a wet towel, paint brush and a bottle of spray and wipe to dig out the tomato skins, carrot and corn out of the car door, where does that come from?
Oh well, better out than in.
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