Although we had a great play this morning with uncle Heath, sometimes I doubt how much my mummy loves me. First she takes me to have injections, and today she took me to Chadstone with uncle Heath. I didn’t mind the bus trip too much - I slept a lot of the way, and when I was awake I just thought of the song “The wheels of the bus go round and round, …” But Chadstone itself was not much fun at all.

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