It got orf to a bit of a hectic start because I forgot we'd bought tickets and if I hadn't looked at my diary at 5:50pm I'd never have rung Mr Brown and told him to get his hairy bottom into town by 6:30 - he made it in plenty of time (driving like a maniac against traffic) and we had a lovely evening.
There was the Volcano Show, Jazz in the Skeletons Exhibition and drinkies. We'd booked in for a behind-the-scenes tour of the Fossils Collection and it was a blast - trilobites by the hundred plus opalised crocodile teeth, fish, dinosaur bones and loads of other great stuff.
The guide, the collection manager, (name forgotten, drinkies remember) was great, a real boffin. Don't you just love boffins?!
Anyhoo, after a wizz of a ride on the Domain carpark express travelwalk thingy (wheeeee) we came home to THIS (brush tailed possum, suspected boy).
Sitting in the Crepe Myrtle tree outside the front of the house.
What a cutie, now I feel guilty for evicting him from our chimney.
OOh don't you just want to pop him in your pocket??
Wednesday, August 2
Cultural sophisticates
Mr Brown & I played at being cultural sophisticates tonight - we went to the Twilight Science evening at the Australian Museum.
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This is possumbly the cutest tree climber I have ever seen. We had a pregnant lady squirrel in our front tree the other day and I tried to take her photie, but even tho it was a 1,000 degrees in the shade and she was hot & thirsty & tired, she still managed to move at the speed of lightning to get away from the human's camera.
I shall have to be quicker next time. They are uber adorable those liddle squirrels, much like possums.
I lerved he squirrels in old london town, much nicer than the poo-encrusted pigeons!
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