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| Saturday, September 02, 2006 |
| Ata loves it - |
- it's the Show! Hooray!
The Royal Show began on Friday. Ata was busy this weekend, and Mr Ata is on call all week, and he is covering someone else's on call next Saturday.
"I guess we can't go this year" said Mr Ata.
"That's okay. I will go on my own" replied Ata.
"But you can't!" exclaimed Mr Ata, "It's something we do together! We go together!"
"But you can't go," said Ata, "so we can't go together. I will go alone."
So it is settled. Ata will go alone - provided, that is, that Mr Ata does not cave and take a day off work to accompany her to the show.
But anyway. The Show got off to a bad start this year - a carriage came loose on one of the rides and a couple of people suffered some broken bones. In addition, the woman who gets fired out of a cannon? Well, let's just say she's probably going to have lots of time to reconsider her career choices. She missed the air bag she was supposed to land on. Well, she clipped the edge of it, so that probably slowed her down some.
"Are you sure you want to go to the show?" said Mr Ata.
"Well," said Ata, "I won't go on rides or get fired out of a cannon, so it will probably be okay."
Aside, of course, from the risk of fairy floss overdose. |
posted by Ata @ 10:35 pm  |
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