**Lurk Lurk**

lurks in, something smells, wondering around trying to find it.  Notices LL on the chair fast asleep with dribble coming out of her mouth.  Moves around and notcies Dazza tired up(each to there own).
an tell Welly been in as the smell is fresh food cooking.
Note to self to buy big screen tele with money from Mr Rudd to share with my kiwi family.
Grabs a beer and sits next to Dazza who is now trying to talk to me.  This is better than little kids playing in mud.