I could kill Vanessa! I’ve told her time and time again not to scrub my cast iron wok, and yet she’s done it again – and with that terrible cheap dishwashing liquid of hers. I’m so furious, I’ve got half a mind to call a house meeting, but I know it’ll just blow back in …
My goodness, an invitation to appear on the television! And because of the state of my kitchen! This is terribly unexpected for all sorts of reasons, although our family’s uniqueness has perhaps played a large part in us getting noticed. We are, after all, the only people in Melbourne to own a castle-mansion of any …
I tell you, the more I miss the chance to interview that vigilante, the more I want to get it done. Scoop McGee doesn’t quit, see? This is just making me even hungrier for that next big scoop. Right now, I gotta pay the bills somehow, so I’ve got myself a job as a staff …