27th January 1985 (Sunday)

We went up to the Tooradin store today to do some shopping for the cooking we did afterwards.  Mum rang to see when I was going home.  I told her about my finger and said it didn't look too good so she came down to have a look at it.  She used to be a nurse.  She said it would be alright and redressed it.  I'm having a great time down here.  We muck around all the time.  I wish I lived here.