I Need a Bex and a Little Lay Down...

I Y Ted Mulry but hate Araneae..

From the age of six, at least, I have loved an Australian* Band The Ted Mulry Gang. One of my favorite's of TMG is the timeless classic - Jump In My Car. It tells the ole tail of boy picking up chick by offering her a ride in his car. After playing coy the chick accepts his offer and upon discovering how far he will have to drive to take her home he (politely) says "Get Outta My Car."

My exact words, when I could form words. See I first caught sight of this hitchhiker through my drivers window. My slightly open drivers window. I think the older guy crossing the road wondered if a disabled person hadn't stolen a car. I kinda freaked. Like an '80's Rap Dancer with a left brain aneurysm. aaghhh.

Get outta my car and off my window! Which it did. Then I lost sight of it. Humming Ted and The Gangs tune kept me capable enough to finish the short drive back from the shops. It's catchy. Then I had to make a plan of action and practise my deep breathing. Like at the same time. This has happened before. I can do this.

His legs are in the door jam.. I am almost in the passengers seat.

I mean I am the girl who has no issue with picking up a cockroach with my bare hands. Gee, doesn't that freak my friends out!! hahaha It's like my super power. However I kinda loose it and get jelly legs when I have to deal with hairy, scary spiders! Go Figure.

Just look at the massive thing! Just look at how dirty my car is.

No don't look at that.

So I quickly grabbed my groceries and made a dash for the front door. After taking photographs. It's not lost on me that I managed to get two quick snaps. Jelly legs and all. I'm improving on the spider issue. I didn't even go back to the car with spider spray, like I may or may not have done in the past. Deep Breath.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

*Ted himself hails from England but not unlike Russel Crowe we claim him as an Ozzie.