Dec 20, 2021
This was my grandmother too. I hated seeing the headless chooks run around. My brothers loved it. I hated plucking them. That smell still turns my stomach.
This was my grandmother too. I hated seeing the headless chooks run around. My brothers loved it. I hated plucking them. That smell still turns my stomach.
I’m Australian. I love to travel and write about my adventures.I write about my daily life as a mother and grandmother as well as my past experiences.