It's that time of year again, when the weather patterns go crazy and critters can't decide if they want to live in a typewriter museum or where they really belong, out in the bush somewhere. Yesterday I found a blue tongue lizard feasting at Charlie the Typewriter Guard Cat's biscuit bowl. (As it scurried under an Underwood standard, I mistook it at first for a more frightening Water Dragon).
That's just a little more unusual than the more regular visitors in Australian homes in late Spring, such as Huntsman spiders and Argentine ants. The latter just seem to materialise from thin air.
Charlie the Typewriter Guard Cat's reaction to all this? Ho hum ...
That's just a little more unusual than the more regular visitors in Australian homes in late Spring, such as Huntsman spiders and Argentine ants. The latter just seem to materialise from thin air.
Charlie the Typewriter Guard Cat's reaction to all this? Ho hum ...
What I really need to frighten these creatures away is Kenneth Tynan typing with his Erika portable: