Misplaced Person

My Dear Fellows & Dear Princess,

Caro is a New Zealander! She has a piece of paper to prove it and everything.

I know. This comes as no shock to you. But it came as a shock to Caro that she was never registered as an NZ citizen, even though she has a passport with a fern on it.

"Oh yes," remembered J-Bar, Caro's mum. "About thirty years ago we realised we'd never registered you and Feefs. And we thought we should do something about it."

And?

"Well, it was quite expensive and we could only afford one of you."

It's like the Kiwi version of "Sophie's Choice".

"And you chose FEEFS?!" echoed Caro. Not that she's bitter. 

So anyway, all these years later, she has now properly registered herself as an actual Kiwi. Obviously this is very reassuring for me personally since I'm only here on her account.

Nothing much else of note happened today. I farted about all day at work then went for a wee walk at lunchtime. It was a lovely day, as you can see from the students picnicking by the Beehive. 

S.