Eating soup to soothe my sore throat. The Aussie comes up.
"Feckin'. Krissy. Can you ..." holding up a pair of ripped camo shorts.
"Tim. I can't sew those. You think I can sew because I'm a girl?"
well, yeah ...
"Get one of these guys that can cook to do the mending. I have a $70 bra with the underwire popped out that needs feckin' sewing. When you find one of these guys who can darn, you tell me."
hahahahaha. Get in the 21st feckin' century, mate!