HEART ATTACK. Oh. My. God. Someone just knocked on our door, which was rather a surprise. (We have a buzzer, so we know when to expect people.) I peeked through the eyehole to see two official looking guys. I opened the door and they both thrust badges at me. My brain exploded:

    “OH MY GOD. IT’S THE IMMIGRATION OFFICIALS. THEY’RE GOING TO DEPORT ME!”

Instead it was two cops investigating an assault that occurred down the road from us a few weeks ago. I told him we hadn’t heard anything. Then I shut the door and slumped to the ground in a dead faint. *whew*

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  1. glad to know you’re living in such a safe neighbourhood!

  2. Dude, people got killed in Hammersmith all the time. It’s actually a lot safer here than in London. This apparently happened on Mardi Gras night, which meant that it was probably just some drunken assholes. The only place you have to worry about in Sydney is down by the arcades on George Street, because a lot of Asian gangs hang around there (no kidding), and in between rounds of Dance Dance Revolution they like to knife people. Or something.

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