So in other news, my Mother is crazy and thinks there is a brothel in Lane Cove now.
Wha - ? Sigh. I can't even be bothered to deal with this sort of thing right now. Does anyone else have parents this nutty? At least I know for sure that I'm not adopted, but still. Really, Ma? Lane Cove Brothel is not something I want to have on my internet search history.
I regret ever teaching her how to use an iPhone.
So, this brothel. (Why not, right? I've already been talking about it for a paragraph). Is it real? Anyone? According to my Mum, the entrance is a plain red door on the street, somewhere between Toni&Guy and the Two Dollar shop on Longueville Road. This is disturbing to me for 2 reasons:
1) I've worked at that Toni&Guy for the better half of 18 months and I've never seen any such door.
2) Now I can never paint my front door red
It's true, I've never seen this door. Not that I've been looking or anything, but you'd think I might notice some queer red door in the middle of a busy suburban street. Nope. Are my peripherals really that bad? The answer to that question is 'Yes. You almost got hit by a bus yesterday. Again.'