Thursday, 23 February 2012


It has been blowing hard all night. So hard that the doors on our balcony have been blown inside. We can now walk into our neighbours territory without hindrance! When it started it sounded just like someone knocking on our French windows. After establishing there really was no one there we slept very soundly till 8 this morning. We are now in the Tasman sea going back north again avoiding the ice bergs that float in these parts! There is a lecture this morning on strange Aussie customs. Tumba bloody rumba meets the Sheila from Whykickamoocow. The lecturer is very funny and this morning is entitled. You are what you eat. Or When Mabel laid the table. All good clean fun! - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

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