I saw the strangest thing the other night when I took the kids to a local McDonald’s after Jackson’s graduation.

It was about 9.30 at night and while standing in line waiting to be served I saw one of the senior McDonald’s employees give a customer a scowl and a big dose of attitude – all over a cup of tea.

Now, I say it’s strange because I have never ever seen any McDonald’s employee behave the way this lady did.

She was obviously one of the seniors because she had more badges than Baden Powell.

The angst was not coming from the customer. He was as bemused as I was at her McOutburst.

I’d have taken my complaint to the top but I couldn’t be McBothered.

Swim or sink

Anna Bligh’s government’s decision to postpone the Traveston Crossing Dam is nothing more than an insult to the people of the Mary Valley.

It’s no wonder your popularity is slipping, Anna.

I prefer leaders that can actually make a decision.

Tempted by chocolate

I called into my friendly grocer the other day and bought a punnet of strawberries.

These strawberries were so big that the container would only just fit four of them.

It was an impulse buy brought on because the cunning grocer had placed a tray of chocolate dipping sauce right beside the strawberries.

They were so big I had to ask my next door neighbour to help me lift them into my bowl.

Don’t ya just love summer.

Learning experience

I went to 11-year-old Jackson’s graduation to middle school.

It brought back memories of me sitting with his teacher a couple of years ago discussing whether he should repeat a year because he wasn’t doing that well in English.

Now, being a Dunn and having repeated a year at state school myself, I flatly refused, although I did hear her out.

I insisted he go up a year with his mates. I based this opinion on my belief that there is more to school than just learning.

I sat there watching my son who, incidentally, was voted junior school captain, take to the microphone with complete confidence and deliver a well written, well read speech.

Good on ya, Jackson. Not only did you make me proud, you made me cry.

Nanna, veer left now

Are you like me? Do you so totally hate what they’ve done to the Maroochy roundabout?

There are four sets of lights, one on each corner. It has more stops and starts than Lisa Minnelli.

Please can we just get it back to how it used to be with the tow trucks parked under the overpass waiting for the inevitable nose to tail, the uncertainty of the lane changes and the nannas going to the bowls club who’ve been circling since last Thursday.

We’re coming to get you

The reward for information as to Daniel Morcombe’s whereabouts has been increased to one million dollars.

I don’t think the scum that abducted Daniel reckoned on the fact that Bruce and Denise, supporters, family and friends, of whom I am one, would not stop searching, asking, looking for answers some five years on.

Somebody knows something and I can think of a million and one reasons to call Crime Stoppers on 1800 333 000 and tell them as much as you know.