Monday, June 07, 2004

 
speed blog as the dreaded TV is babysitting (hey, it is that subversive Play School)dh is off. I'm faced with a mountain of housework, things to do, the day after a five-wakeup night and suddenly an amah (which the expats euphemistically call "helpers") is looking good. someone to do the dishes. fold the washing. etc. it's a kind of corrupt temptation. cleaners and laundry services are one thing. but live in servants - especially in smallish apartments - would turn my life into a kind of management role.

this is what the Deputy Prime Minister of Australia says about Play School's shocking depiction of a girl with two mothers: "We know that from an incredibly early age children of both sexes look to mum for nurture and warmth, dad for stimulation and play."

so I'm apparently some kind of cuddly feeding device? I take back everything I ever thought about this government wanting su to live in the 1950s. make that the 1850s.

(ps: but today's Play School featuring a man selling "lovely, special handbags". maybe the PM and his deputy dawg are right and there is a secret gay agenda there... :P)

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