I had a lovely day in the sunshine enjoying the cafe culture of Acland St and our old haunts, she on the other hand was bothered by all the people, the trams, and the smells. Reminds me of the last time I was in Acland St when Erin was about 3 or 4 years old. My mother was with me and Erin kept saying in a loud disgusted voice "Whats that smell?" She isn't much different today. Exotic smells and tastes are not her strong point.
I wonder how far you have to run to burn off one of these lovelies, hoping the 7k we did this afternoon will do the trick.
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