This kid is my nephew. He's all of seven years old. He plays that Didgeridoo like he was born with it in his mouth. It must be that tiny bit of aboriginal blood he inherited from his father that makes playing it so natural. Women are not allowed to play the Didgeridoo, it's bad luck. It's only a man's domain but I had a go anyway and I do alright...for about three whole seconds. It's harder than you'd think.
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Maybe that is the problem with my life. I won a didgeridoo competition when I was 17 at Tangalooma Island. It's cursed me.
However, I am positive that 2007 is going to find the curse lifted.
oh dear i used to play my cousin's didgeridoo all the time - you're right lib, that could explain our lives!! :)
Maybe we should all redefine our definition of lucky. You both have beautiful healthy children. That's one bonus.
Then again, Henry just told me he had a poo and it's only seven AM. How lucky is that?
you're right michelle - we do all have healthy children - and yes, how lucky are you??!! LOL
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