FRIDAY 17th Blog

A Well, well, well, 3 holes in the ground. We have just got back from a lovely child free dinner at the Yaringa Boathouse . We are now officially “On the Move”, our first night away After a pretty manic time packing up Cash Grove, we are finally liberated from the whole same old, same old, day in, day out, pay the mortgage, ra ra ra lifestyle. We arrived down at Somerville at 5pm this afternoon, with a nice bottle of champagne and a hastily thrown together cheese platter from our trusty old 24volt fridge, ably powered by good old, yours and mine, the Sun. The Galahs were just dropping in for their evening feed, it was a far cry from the stresses of the last few weeks of sorting and resorting a whole load of materialistic crap, to be honest. It was nice to have Fizz, Ty and Mardi drop in on their way to VSK at Somers. I finally got my shed/studio cleared this afternoon, which was a pretty major accomplishment, consisting of 7 trips to the scrap metal yard, at which I reckon I dumped over 3 tonnes of very good coloured steel. Along with 8 trips to the storage place, about 5 more to Op-shops and 2 to the tip, this has made me much more aware of the dangers of accumulation. “I might just use it one day”…. Yeah, to create a journey for myself down to the scrap metal yard, more like it… Was a good trip down here this arvo, time for bed now.