Saturday

I had forgotten how comforting mashed potato can be. Thanks to Mouse and Ma we had it for dinner tonight and it was glorious.
The whole day was good - the electrician came only to replace lights and transformers and to have a look at the pump down the back! It was very different from the electrician visiting us back in Sydney where he was so tall and our ceilings so low that he didn't need a ladder. Allen, on the other hand, had the longest ladder I have ever seen - and needed it to reach the high ceilings here at Latimers. The only challenge we face now is being able to point the down lights in the right direction - since it's not possible to tell where the lights are shining during the day. Someone really needs to come up with a tool for helping with that.
While M was out playing with the family today, S and I had a nice quiet day. After lunch at the Groper and his Misses - and boy was it a slow lunch as I tried to get my non-co-operative mouth to chew - we retired home to an afternoon of naps and television (or series I have been trying to find the hours to watch for some time).
M rang later in the afternoon to let us know that H, who last night let us know that he wants to be a chef when he grows up, was going to cook dinner for the family. It turned out to be spaghetti with mushroom sauce.
The furries were in early tonight - which had a lot to do with it being a bit on the cool side. There is still no sign of the snow that's supposed to fall in the Hinterland some time in the near future, but S reports that the outlook for the middle of next week is looking decidedly chilly. You'd be really pleased if you had booked school holidays on the Gold Coast, wouldn't you?
We also had word that N (visiting from Canberra - and just back from her tour of the coal mines inland from Mackay) is coming to the Markets in the morning - and that to make sure we get the most time with her, since she has to fly out from Brisbane tomorrow afternoon, we have been requested to be at the markets at 10am. This is the time we are usually meant to be there - but the time we seldom are there - so we may have to try a different tactic to get there on time - because we really do want to see as much of N as possible. She's one of the nicest and most entertaining Gen Y's we know.
S watched "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas" this evening and thought it was a great movie - and one that could be used to teach young people about the Holocaust - and probably about compassion and morality as well.