We had a snake on the road near our house today. I hate snakes. I mean in a really desperate kind of way. They fill me with dread. Probably because every snkae around here is venomous. They can kill  you. So I ran over it. Not once but about five times! It wasn't dead after the first two times so I made sure. I don't feel well. The boys want to go and look at it but I am too scared. I think I will go and live in Ireland.

Did I mention I really hate snakes!

For the record, it was a tiger snake.

I will be back later with a proper entry. I had to unload my traumatic experience