Yo Blogg,
This week I realised that my annual tax bill (yes, tax bill, not return, it's a boring story) will probably be about half of what I was anticipating it being, because my monthly tax-deductible charity donations have been a whole lot bigger than I thought they had been.
This is good timing because tonight I locked myself out of my house and had to pay a locksmith A$185 to come and rescue me. The reason I locked myself out was so spectacularly stupid that it demands to be retold: I was emptying out the cat litter, and I went outside to put it in the bin, and I noticed how loud the T.V. in the sitting-room was from outside the house. Endeavouring as always to be a conscientious neighbour, I shut the door to see if that made a difference to the apparent loudness of the T.V. from outside the house. (It didn't).
The house I grew up in didn't have deadlocks and sometimes I forget how they work, with dismaying results.