
Don't cut it off!
It is a blog
I'm not sure how to get this on the blog. It is something all Roff mums
would understand. Can you post it for me please?
Cheers
Marianne
Milly is alive and well. The doctor said she might have glandular fever but to get that you have to kiss a boy so I think we can safely dump that diagnosis. Here's a picture of last night (Wednesday). Paris arrived with Dom after their touch-footy game (victory!) and there's a big game on next week which Nick MIGHT be able to play in as his doctor gave him the all-clear this afternoon. He's back at work tomorrow. Annika took the photo and she's back at uni this week. I'm having a number 4 tomorrow (or perhaps on Monday) so this will be the last pic where I look like Karl Marx. Lara is, allegedly, in NSW at the moment which is why she wasn't playing footy and joining us. We had a vote over dinner and decided if Paris and Lara split up, we'd prefer it was Lara who stayed in the family. Indi couldn't make it either becasue he's started uni this week as well and is clearly taking it very seriously. Amanda is rehersing (probably) for the upcoming gig at a giant festival the name of which has temporarily excaped me. Milly is out at the moment looking at potential squats but there's a curry on the stove that only she could have cooked. Her room is spotless and she's polite and cooperative around the house. I can't see what Stuart and Marianne have been complaining about for the past 22 years...

I was hoping to set a Roff family record by not having done an honest days work until the age of 32. Then I found out that Joe has only just got his first real job and that Dad was basically a vagrant until he was 35. Still... 32 isn't a bad effort.