Devil on my shoulder

How could I forget?  petermball kindly gave us a lift back to KG this afternoon (and Angela made us a yummy lunch before our return–thanks to both of you!), and I realised that Pete is the human manifestation of the devil on my shoulder… Will do my best to show less mercy in crits this week, a la PM Ball 😉

Oh, and I got attacked by a renegade cricket at the BBQ tonight, and ended up squealing like a girl. This is a very effective way to combat cricket attacks: the high pitch of a well-executed scream seems deafen these creatures into paralysis. Take that, Mother Nature.

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