We're off on holiday tomorrow for the week. We'll be camping by a sheltered beach, and hopefully we can keep Rachael occupied. She's going to miss her ice lollies, but she'll love sleeping in the tent. It's been warm, humid and wet this week, but they say it will dry up as the week goes on.
I'll then be back for a few days, and off again to do the night shift at the coffee bar in the Parachute music festival again. Bronwyn won't be going. She hates coffee. By the end of the weekend it gets everywhere. It was tiring when I did it two years ago, but the atmosphere was really good, and worth the effort and the slight ache in the stomach after three days of eating at the wrong hour.
Haven't got the slide going yet. They've got good hay off that paddock. He did 100 bales on his first circuit, and it wasn't a big circuit. Must be the rain. When Bronwyn's dad was young, he remembers every summer being a drought, and having to feed out the hay they'd just baled. Now he's into silage. You can bale it when the grass is still green, and it doesn't matter if it's damp. It also goes down well with the local horse owners. Don't know if the horses themselves actually prefer it, but the owners certainly do.
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Tim there is NO such thing a a sheltered beach. The mere fact that it is a beach means that it is open to a storm on at least one side! I pray for you that the weather gurus are wrong.I hope you enjoy the experience of young kids in a tent! - Cynical Des.Add Comment
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