Fri 30th Aug – Blackheath
Holidays. It’s good to be back. The complete absence of any analytical thought. Just a ferocious late Winter wind pounding Blackheath, a four hour loss of power while a new power line is installed and Declan getting antsy about how full the car is. Tranquility.







It is like Rip van Winkle waking up. Total silence for months then a post! I hope the banana was worth the subsequent ridicule Caitlin. BTW I saw a desiccated cane toad today that looked very similar – I didn’t pick it up to be fair to you.
Nothing wrong with being the office weirdo. There’s only 2 in our office so that gives me a 50/50 chance of owning that honour. The banana is nothing compared to the fossilised bunch of grapes we found under Caitlin’s bed after she moved out. The bowerbird photo is beautiful and sad at the same time. Always makes me cranky how many people litter. The photo of Declan and James looks like a planning session for a bank heist.
Dad, when will I age out of the grape anecdote? Declan and James would struggle to pull off a heist – too many pre heist logistics arguments.