Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Magical Christine

When we were kids we had the best babysitter in the world and she lived with us. Her name was Christine and she was 18, and had a British accent. She was from Penrith. When my parents weren't home, she let us have whipped cream fights indoors! She let me scream my head off (long yells) when I was angry. Something I'm still fond of doing on occasion as stress relief. She even phoned Mary Poppins and spoke to her a few times on our behalf.

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