Ben writes:
Matt and Mum seem to be boring of the car…"Slow down Tim," comes from Dad.
We've been talking about cars for awhile and Andy's been telling everyone which cars are the best bargain on carsales.com.au and which ones everyone should get. He's fairly set on a "fantastic fun bus put out by vokswage [sic] with all the fun filled extras." Dad seems set on going back to his Combi days too. "It's got two beds in the back and table and chairs and it's only 17 thousand."
Dad's just asked for a pillow and Andy has said that sitting in the front seat and going to sleep is a waste of a seat. "You could swap with me. I'm very responsible. I could tell Tim when to down-change or when to put lead on the foot."
Mum is reading Lonely Planet which says that in El Bolson where we will be stopping they all drive Combies and sell cheap hand-made jewelry. Fun times.
Andy's stretching his leg out next to me and is flexing his quads and saying that he would fit in in an Olympic village, to which Pete says "That's called skinny, retard." "No. That's muscle. Its massive! Its huge!" He now bends his leg up to show me the calf muscle and works through the same procedure with Pete…
"That was a Mitsubishi RvR!" exclaims Andy enthusiastically to Pete who's swallowing the Amazon again [reading "Swallows and Amazons" by Arthur Ransome] "WOULD YOU SHUT UP! I DON'T CARE!" says Pete beside himself, "TELL BEN! DON'T TELL ME!" He's smiling though, so it's all good.
Mum's started knitting something new. It's fluffy and purple and pink. Matt's next to her, drawing or something.
2 comments:
I really enjoy this form of hearing Ben's voice... and yet, the more I read, the more I realise that this too will come to an end. Bittersweet.
Do you remember what you were knitting?
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