The most sensible thing I ever did

Was to keep the plastic cutlery that came with my meal on the plane. The knife is sharp enough to peel carrots but dull enough to double as a nail file. If it's possible I think I am in love with a plastic knife.
Last night-and the rest of the week I expect-I'm living on a diet of anything I can eat without cooking, so I'm being spectacularly healty: Tomatoes, carrots, bannanas and bread.
Dad-as far as my change in accent is concerned I have no defence. I can't say I've picked it up from anyone because I havn't. I'm going to be on my own for a while now so whatever accent I come back with will be totally Wendy, which is a rather scary prospect. No offence but your accent sounded really common. I'm going to try to fing somewhere to make an international call, probably to Sharon beacause I'm assuming she'll be in and will answer whereas ringing mobiles when people are at work isn't that reliable.
I will text later though when I've charged my phone a little.
After all that I'm going to explore the waterfall, it's 72feet and very noisy. It's right next to the campsite! Was strange to hear it thundering all through the night-with a drought on the north of the country you'd expect that they'd turn it off when no-one was looking.