AWOL underwear

Hi 🙋

This week I've been mainly trying to be Australian. . Not so much in the drink driving sense, or drinking as soon as I get home right up until bed time or indeed driving like I stole my car (although some may argue) and definitely NOT in the sense that I wear my slippers or pyjamas to the supermarket.
I mean in the sense of embracing the language. (By the way Australian's swear A LOT so not in that sense either) here are my examples ....
This week I've been a bit crook (ill)
I've also experienced some anger at work this which caused me to say 'far out' (no explanation needed I don't think) weetabix now becomes weetbix, I've also been a little cranky at work (putting it poltely annoyed!)

I've also been trying to educate my good friends at work that Mall is pronounced Mall like ball not Mall like pal. They are not convinced but they will be soon. They also need reminding that yogurt is yogurt NOT yo... gurt.
So in regards to those words I'm not being Aussie.
When asking for my coffee (with milk 😉)I now say skinny cap, not skinny cappuccino.
They do like to shorten everything. Firemen are fireries although that sounds stupid and I sure it's longer than actually saying firemen. Policemen are Popo (weird right)

On my way to burlesque this week I very very nearly had a head on altercation with a roo, which let me tell you was the size of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
As I was merrily driving along in the dark doing what I do best - day dreaming. I suddenly saw this roo on my side of the road, just standing there presumably waiting to destroy some one's car. Luckily I was able to avoid it. It didn't even flinch (probably because it was the size of a T'rex. To say it shook me up is an understatement. It's feet were nearly the size of Ob's, it's tail was thicker than an oak tree. It was a beast.

Are you wondering about the subject by the way?
All week I have been asking Sean and the kids if they've seen the tiny clothes airer they all said no. But as I hadn't moved it nor put it any where I was convinced someone had it and just wasn't telling me.
Anyway it miraculously turned up, yay... or rather not.... it turned back up on my washing line ..... from my neighbours house. 😣😦😲
The laughter I've had out weighs the horror I feel for my poor neighbour having found our underwear in his garden and him having to lean over to put it back.
He came round with a huge box of oranges from his dad's farm at the weekend... luckily there was no mention of the AWOL pants.
FYI ... the oranges are delicious only 23 left to eat. 😥
(Picture attached of airer minus AWOL underwear)

The accent by the way is still confusing people, I was asked yesterday by a lady at work if I was Irish or English, one of the lovelies was with me at the time so she had a great laugh.
I explained to this lady I was indeed English to which she informed me that she thought I was but that she was told there was an Irish Maddi working here. I assured her it's just me. The ENGLISH Maddi. Sigh

Nothing else to tell because like I said I've been crook this week. 😕😢😣😷