Sunday

Tinka

I felt a little like Clark Kent this morning - taking off my glasses to perform a super-human feat - getting into the shower. It was cold again this morning, and even though it's not Tasmanian-cold (where they get dressed in bed before they get up!) you could tell that waiting for the shower water to heat up was going to feel like an absolute age.

Well, so much for trying something new! Breakfast at Tallai Golf Club wasn't on - they had been trialling it for four months but not getting enough response for them to keep offering it - so they're not any more. D'oh.

Trailer

We considered the options and decided that we'd stay close and while the woman at Tallai suggested the Mudgeeraba Show might have some eats, we decided to go with something we knew ... where the parking might be just a little easier. We could not believe how many cars were already parked around the showgrounds as we drove past ... and there were plenty of folk inside - and it wasn't even 9:30 yet.

So why weren't we at the Markets? Well, the Soccer is still on, and it is the start of Ramadan. Someone was saying that we'll pick up the Markets when Mouse returns.

I wanted to be outside today - doing something in the sunshine - and while I considered using my SeaWorld pass to do some black and white photography, I ended up staying at home and wandering around Latimers with Nik. I managed to take one or two shots that I was happy with: those furries are totally photogenic.

Syl came over this afternoon and I was able to repay the $25 she had loaned me for bullets yesterday when the Club's EFTPOS machine was out of action - and she was able to give me back the 50 cents I had given her for a cup of coffee as we waited for the orientation to start. She wasn't quite sure what she was planning to do this afternoon but pots, spraying and a door were mentioned. Or was that last mentioned by Sooz as a job that she had for Syl to do?

Maggie

It was cold enough at 3 o'clock this afternoon for me to put on a flannelette shirt - so it's definitely getting cooler. When Syl stopped to have a cup of tea, we sat outside in the sun, hoping to catch some warm rays but there weren't that many. It was warmer than inside though.

We were all set to have Hungarian Goulash soup this evening - but the capsicum - a vital ingredient - has taken it upon itself to go missing. We know Sooz bought it the other day - we can tell you where, we can tell you when - what we can't tell you is where it is now. Hopefully it never made it home from the store ... because if it did, that means it is in the house somewhere.