After a few too many glasses of champagne tonight, you can forgive me if I can't give you two posts to get caught up. So let's have another meet-and-greet of another co-worker and I'll deliver the Skinfest tomorrow:
Now Rockin' Robbie doesn't ordinarily look like this. I snapped this picture a few weeks ago during the World's Greatest Shave Day, where folks either shave or colour their hair in support of leukemia patients (of which we have many). Rockin' Robbie is an absolute mad Kiwi who looks out for me when I'm having a bad day, whose gruff exterior covers a solid heart of gold and who still owes Momma Mooselet some Kiwi chocolate for the flavoured water sachets she's taken a liking to. Love ya, Robbie!