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Wow, this Sinks Mummy has been awfully busy. Here's an idea of what's been happening.

Last week I had a quick trip to Adelaide, city of churches:

A very pretty place it is. When arriving I was amazed at how close the houses are to the airport. I felt as if we were going to land on the roof tops. My travelling companion suggested that maybe the people who live in them are deaf. The stone houses in Adelaide are so cute but I only saw them out of a bus window so I didn't manage a picture.

Thankfully my trip to Adelaide was last week and not this one because a dust storm that swept up the east coast of Australia yesterday caused some havoc with plane trips. Here's a picture of the park behind us around 12 pm yesterday:

It looks like it's raining but it's a strange sort of orange 'rain' due to the iron-rich dust blown all the way from inland South Australia. Dust storms happen very rarely. I only have the vaguest memory of them happening once before and it was not anywhere near as bad as this. Sydney was much worse than Brisbane but Brisbane was bad enough for Lloyd who is our worst asthmatic.

A couple of nights ago Mike returned to the familiar theme of asking what I was going to be when I grew up. I reminded him that I wanted to be a Grandma. He told me that it was not right for me to be a Grandma because I didn't have any 'squiggles' on my face and Grandmas always have squiggles. I must get that boy's eyes checked but then... I don't mind the idea of my children thinking I am younger than I really am. Maybe I won't want to be a Grandma just yet.