Forget it - tomorrow we celebrate St Pat.

There's a bush in the back yard that's grown over, like a canopy, one of the bridges.

Mother possum made her way, with some diffficulty due to the number of branches on offer to her for climbing, to what she considered to the right point to stop...

And wait...

Sure enough Big boy possum got up, and made his way along the bridge...

She waited until he was almost underneath her before she barked, loudly, ha ha...

He took off at a rate of knots... ha ha...

Mother "The Fierce" possum strikes again, ha ha...

She's a very good mother, absolutely devoted to her young - last night was quite cold and she let her little one crawl into her pouch.

It's warmer than riding on her back, even if the little one is getting to the point of being too big for the pouch, now, ha ha.

It's only going to be a matter of time before, one of these cool mornings, I'm going to see a most unusual possum pass on the bridge... one with five legs and two tails, ha ha...

The things I see in the early morning light... ha ha...

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I look in my folder full of folders, and where there should, by rights, be a folder called "Jokes - Memes", there's nothing.

I shall have to get to and set that right...

In the meantime, please accept this humble offering... ha ha...

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With all this fuss about coronavirus, I think I'll put off travelling overseas this year, and resort to posting photos that make it look like I still live the jetsetting playboy life, ha ha...

It's not only cheaper, but it comes without the inconvenience of staring at four walls for fourteen days... ha ha...

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I thought that was the idea of a phone?

So you didn't have to resort to smoke signals.