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Poison & Rock and Roll

I’d arrived in Perth midday when text messages started flooding in from Mr G. Understand that I’d left the three of them home while I ran off to Australia for another conference and was feeling incredibly guilty about it. Mr G is on antibiotics, Jane and Alexander need me and if the dog gets walked it will be a miracle. I’m feeling like a terrible mother and an even worse wife when I read the first text.

It started with a picture of my family eating at Hooters.

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The text said: Saturday night…. Part 1…. Dinner at Hooters. Stay tuned more to come

And my head started to hurt because everything about Hooters is wrong.

Then the next photos arrived.

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The text: Saturday night part 2

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Text: show about to start. Kids don’t know what to make of this. Last second Saturday night surprise I dumped on them.

And then there was video

I’m dying of envy in a very small part because I’d have liked to see The Stones, but in a much larger part because I’d have liked to be there when my kids saw The Stones.

The Hooters… that’s just unspeakable.

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