We have big plans for this holiday week of ours (we did have accommodation booked in Byron Bay but the ol' bank balance ever so subtly suggested we cancel, so we did). A home holiday it is and we are busily filling it with fun stuff. Last night we cooked from one of our favourite cook books and ate with these cats. Unfortunately we had to postpone our train trip as Dave was expecting a parcel from the courrier (that never arrived). So instead we stayed close to home and explored one of Dave's building sites. The Young Man was in his element wearing a fluro hard hat, 'work mans' boots, holding his Dada's hand and having his hair tussled by burly machine-driving blokes. They called him the apprentice and he beamed with delight.
This afternoon the boys built us a fancy new vegie patch, filling us with anticipation of the treats we might grow there. Tomorrow I'll meet with the park ladies, have my hair cut and drink champagne.
Geez, i just proof read this and I almost put myself to sleep. Sorry to bore you friends.