I was south of Armadale, deep in banjo country, ready to squeal like a pig.
This was closer to home. Surely the cost of Scott towels after a few days exceeds that of a new wiper?
More worstness emerges about Jamie’s Kitchen. I’ve heard rumours Saturday night diners also steal the View-Master menus given to kids, but I don’t believe it. Who would be so callous? Speaking of food, Bento was pondering this for a Mother’s Day gift, but thought: ‘Am I the only one thinking it’s unusual timing for a promo on pressure cooking?’. 
That Bento: what a creepshotter. I am indebted to the Western Independent, the Curtin Uni student paper (and not worst), for learning a new word. Creepshots are pics of people taken without their consent or knowledge: enthusiasts speak of “creeportunities”. Sounds terrific! 
