Don't suppose it would make as pretty a picture as the avocados and vegemite (and wouldn't be quite as delicious) but a second care package came in the mail, this one from Dad, and it's just as good. My taxes, done by a generous accountant Dad who I happen to know hates doing taxes. So, let me say it again. Have I said lately how great this man is? Have I said it often enough?
Thanks, Dad.
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