Oh the memories....Me and Husband made four trips to Perth, Australia. We took our youngest boy, twice. My cousins migrated, 1973. We just loved and enjoyed every minute of our month vacations. Ward off dementia....Love, working, jig-saw puzzles and framing them. My one son, had the legs of a card table cut, It was funny we had books stacked and a board across, before touching the legs. Use to do crouching, (after 50 yrs. of not picking up a crochet hook). It took the youngest son and family to have a baby, (always bought something for baby). It's going to be a little girl. Pink finally Pink. Well it was drag out the patterns, get yarn, where are the hooks...do I have any hooks? Thinking to myself, I'm outta my mind! 50 yrs. Oh nuts, going for it. Just had to joined a crouch group, and the first question I asked, "Does anybody know how to crouch booties"? Dead silence in the room. Reply was priceless, "Oh we buy booties". Also like knot-tying, and macramé.