tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508637675893821519.post4351668402817273714..comments2023-04-15T09:54:06.155+01:00Comments on In the olive grove: WEEKENDMamaOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917138266127672566noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508637675893821519.post-10653336711541768392008-01-28T07:14:00.000+00:002008-01-28T07:14:00.000+00:00LOLBut wait, there's more...LOL<BR/><BR/>But wait, there's more...MamaOlivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12917138266127672566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508637675893821519.post-66548134611213714892008-01-27T23:58:00.000+00:002008-01-27T23:58:00.000+00:00lol. Oh Shari, I'm glad those days are behind me a...lol. Oh Shari, I'm glad those days are behind me and mostly forgotten! This too shall pass, then there will be other more exciting things like teaching the children to drive and more.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508637675893821519.post-16718076928346785392008-01-27T21:15:00.000+00:002008-01-27T21:15:00.000+00:00I remember those church services ~ & the bus trips...I remember those church services ~ & the bus trips. Why do kids always wait till you can't possibly change them to do something monstrous? I when Brisbane to Toowoomba with Joss who soiled his nappy 5 minutes into the trip ~ one of those putrid ones that stank out the whole bus. Man! As for hair, my dad, caught behind a driver with the most luxurious flowing golden locks was so taken with the hair he did something he never did before or after ~ he whistled. The head turned & a huge bristling moustache glowered at him! lol.Ganeidahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17476109171650258810noreply@blogger.com