Bronwyn has survived three days at work this week, and has been thoroughly enjoying it. It's quite long hours, which means I have to be at home for when Rachael comes home, I need to collect Sarah, and I need to do dinner. Not every day though. However this week it took until Wednesday to fix the car, and then Rachael spent the day at home sick. So I didn't get to go to work until Thursday.

So the car is fixed (although he didn't give the engine much longer), the hammock is mended (Rachael managed to wear out the rope by swinging on it. I've replaced it with 740kg marine grade polypropylene.) and I've returned the rose garden to some resemblance of tidyness (you can actually see the roses now). Bronwyn has new glasses to replace the ones that fell apart. The washing machine is still broken, but still washes clothes as long as you don't mind the noise.

A goose appeared in the paddock this week. Apparently Bronwyn's dad was out one evening trying to shoot one. He wants to use the meat to bait the cat trap, in order to catch our stray cat. Unfortunately it was dark, and he didn't see where it fell. I came out in the morning and saw it lying by our gate. So I stuck it in a plastic bag and put it in the freezer. Ross heard about it, and came to collect it. Meanwhile I've repaired the old possum cage trap, and I've put it under the woolshed with some cat food. It's not sprung yet; I'm just trying to tempt the thing to get used to having dinner there. Something has been eating the food, but I think it's actually Claire's cat, who lives just nearby. We'll see...

Rachael's friend Lissa has been to stay for 24 hours, and has just gone home. They didn't get a lot of sleep, and have been playing all day. Now Lissa has gone home. Rachael says she's bored. At least it's quiet...

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