Tooth fairy

Finally, after a lot of wobbles, my second top front tooth fell out. In Barkly Homestead, in the middle of nowhere. This is endless country of nothingness: no road trains, no trees, no toilets, no fellow travellers. Only dead cows alongside the road, dry grass, dry grass, and more dry grass. Occasionally, a little scrub. Or a little rock. But all featureless. Good country for reading thick books (I have just finished the third book of Enyd Blyton’s Mystery Series about the find outers). We have also posted three postcard to Sydney, one to our class 1/2 T.