On Saturday, this coming Easter, I am invited to a Spirit Dance a teacher of aboriginal dream time is dancing. My adopted bro is bringing me some gumbi gumbi, a wild bush tucker with an extreme concentrate of Vit C and other goodies. He diagnosed my need, over the phone, when I told him I hadn't had any since I last went walkabout with his Kadaicha man.😃 Great, I thought, over the phone even, just 'cos I've not had any for awhile. Well, pucker my mouth 😂😂