Six reasons to move interstate

We went to the airport last night to pick up my uncle, who was on his way home after visiting his children in Melbourne.

They told us his flight arrived at 11pm.

The arrivals board told us the plane was due at 11.40pm.

There were delays and it landed at 12.05am instead.

Oh, and then they had to wait for the flight to Sydney to leave, so the gate would be clear for the plane to dock. It was 1AM by the time the passengers left the plane. I could hear the airport parking fees ringing up in my head, ka-ching! Ka-ching!

I would have been irate but then my uncle handed me this box: 


and its contents:


My aunt bought Krispy Kreme douhgnuts for us! For some reason Krispy Kreme thinks Perth is unworthy of its fried goods, and there is a growing trade in over-the-border doughnuts as people beg and bribe relatives and friends to bring them back from the eastern states.

We cut each one into eighths, and they tasted as good as they look.

I think I'll go treat myself to another wedge now.