Sunday and the Wet Markets

Sunday ... Markets day! But before we could go there, it was time to catch up with Tr on Skype - especially since I had missed our call last week as I drove back from Kyogle (was that a week ago?). There was some talk of Wednesday's Labor Leadership Spill - petitions, secret ballots, changes of loyalty - and that she had received an email from K. Rudd- which she couldn't share with me because she had wasn't no time deleting it. She thinks they have data-mined emails they have received- like the one she sent about proposed Poker Machine legislation.

Artist at the Markets

The Markets were wet today - it's still raining - and the Marque has finally disappeared - so that meant we were back inside, under cover again. Mouse, Mi, M and the others were ensconced by the time we arrived (late ... my fault) and had put us in our usual place up the back, out of the way ... so we could stay until the very end of the Markets if the wish overtook us. I don't think the Markets were that "full" today - the car park wasn't as busy, and there were no lines both times when I went to place the coffee order. (FI isn't back yet so I'm still filling in for him!) I'm also fairly sure attendance was down (despite a Hamper being on offer again ... and, no, we didn't win) because the Markets folk packed up early: by 11:45 all the tables and chairs in the Food Hall area, except ours, had been stacked and stowed. That being the case, the six of us left decided we could have an early mark too!

Mi and Az

On the way home, S was lucky enough to see a couple of kangaroos in one of the roadside paddocks. I prefer to see them there rather than on the road - it's too dangerous for them! Even though the Police have been out and about in the area of late, most people don't stay on the 60 kph limit - or seem to notice the Kangaroo warning signs - and amazingly, the kangaroos don't always stay in their signed areas!

Rainy sunset

We scored an invite to dinner at Mouse's for this evening and it's a testimony to her cooking and company that we braved the inclement weather to go in. It was, as always, absolutely worth it with a very yummy stew, a mixed stalk salad and pickled cucumbers, fresh Turkish bread, all followed with pieces of pawpaw, and English Breakfast tea, Not bad for a Sunday evening dinner ... and it only made it better when Mouse sent us homre with leftovers!!

The furries were all in when we arrived home - which is why I was surprised when Maggie darted outside... obviously with serious cat business on her mind. We called as soon as she went out but she was nowhere to be seen and then remained elusive for the next hour. When she did come in she did a Tnka and took herself over to the Special Cookies area and waited for me to give her some. How could anyone refuse Maggie?