Sometimes it’s all about life’s simple pleasures. Bunnings hotdogs are one of those pleasures. Nothing like heading down to the Balcatta store on the weekend and getting within cooee of the entrance and the smell of cooking onion and sausages on the bbq greeting you like an old friend. They are hard nah impossible to pass up, and the other weekend when GG had to go there, I went along just so I could have a hotdog…. I had one when we got there, then perused the gardening section while GG got what we actually needed, and I was so hungry and enamoured with them, that I got another one on the way out. Good times – doesn’t always need to be fancy schmancy J

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