We've off to see Harry Potter 7 tonight with F and M; we will be sans M though because she has business elsewhere and no amount of pleading, crying or begging would convince her to come with us instead - if we had tried; she seemed so resolute that we knew we would be wasting our time to try to change her mind.
The new Zarraffas has finally opened in Nerang and I am sitting t/here as I write this. Of course it is like every other Zaraffas, but that is part of the charm - it is the same yet different. The only problem with it, I think, is going to be a lack of parking spaces. When I drove in this afternoon, the car park was packed solid except for a single disabled parking space. Luckily someone was coming out as I was coming in or I would have had to resort to takeaway - or going across the way to Maccas. I did find myself wondering if Maccas had sent all their employees with cars over to park in the Zarraffas car park - as a way of protecting their McCafe turf. It does surprise me that in times of the not-yet-fully-recovered-fully from the Global Financial Crisis, a new coffee shop can compete so successfully across the road from an existing coffee establishment - and it's not like the McCafe fare is terrible!. There are currently a number of franchises for Zarraffas currently on offer throughout south-east Queensland so they obviously think the economy can sustain the business.
The mobile car detailing people were at work today and I decided it was time for Lars to leave the ranks of the great unwashed. They did an amazing job and suggested a wax and cut back next time which could do wonders with removing some of the scuff marks on Lars. I think it's definitely worth a go - even if I take myself off to the auto store and buy some - or find the can that I know is somewhere ... in the shed I think. Hmmm - maybe I need to give that more thought before I commit to it - I know I am still trying to find a couple of things in the shed some weeks later - but it is much more organised in there now.
We are almost to the end of the home-grown bananas. The bunch that has been hanging in the garage has been eaten or given away to the point where there are now only a few bananas left. They were yummy though.
