Saturday, December 30, 2017

View from the deck

Muggy, Muggy Morning

A grey Goshawk flies passed. It does a big loop of the cloudy sky with a currawong chasing him away. A kookaburra lands in the farthest trees. Another Kookaburra flies over the house and into the trees behind. The first kookaburra flies to the trees at the back of the house. They laugh together at the world.

It is very muggy on the deck this morning, possibly the muggiest morning we have had. There is a wisp of a breeze, cooling us just a little.

Maybe it will rain? Hopefully it will rain. It should rain. The rain would cool things down.

Ah, life in a tropical climate, barefoot every day. Shoes become obsolete. One never feels cold, not even in the night. Lovely.

The bird’s cheap, so many different bird calls, sounding all around us.

We should go swimming in the river. The cool water will wash all the sweat away. We helped Mark weed his garden in the mornings before it go too hot, and we swam in the river in the afternoon.

It rained as we swam, each raindrop like a fairy jumping up as it hits the surface of the river. Millions of tiny fountains momentarily come to life, disappearing back under the surface almost as quickly as they appear, sending their ripple of life out into the world.

And then we drank tea and ate cake.

Friday, December 29, 2017

Sunset on another relaxing day

More friends came to stay. Mark’s cousin’s son, Lachlan, and his daughter. I was pretty taken with Lachlan, what a cute 21st century thinking man. Pretty gorgeous, actually, and really easy to have around.

Luke came home having worked over Xmas. He cooked roast pork for dinner, and I reckon it was the best thing I have ever tasted.

We stayed up late talking to 4am, smoking pot when the daughter fell asleep.

Banana Cake

I have made a banana cake nearly every day we have been away. I have added sultanas and an apple, just for a change. It was good too. (And I still wonder why I have put on weight) Besides, the bananas were going off in the tropical heat. When we ran out of bananas I substituted mango, and the cake was really moist.

Tea and cake in the afternoon, when the cake is still warm out of the oven. Lovely. (not that I really approve of eating a cake before it has cooled, call me old school, but the rest of them couldn't wait)

Thursday, December 28, 2017

Lunch in Town

We drove to Mullumbimby for lunch. The sun was shining, the day was hot. I ate Pad Thai. Mark had fish cakes. Sam ordered an entry of fish cakes and some noodle thing.

The waitress looked at me and said, "Are you Pat's uncle?" It was like being back in Bolago all over again, everybody knows everybody in a small town. I never like it when I first went to Bolago, but I kind of liked it by the end.

"No, I'm not," I said. I didn't bother to add that I was from Melbourne, what would have been the point?

"Jeezs, you could be," she said.

I smiled back at her and shrugged.

The Pad Thai was average. Oh, that's mean, when you come from Melbourne that arguably has the best food in the world, it is easy to judge... and I have a little place in Smith Street that cooks excellent Pad Thai. There was some confusion about the fish cakes, as the two serves came out on one plate, who does that? The noodles were noodles, I mean if you can't cook noodles...

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Rural Internet

I’ve got shitty internet in the hinterland of the northern rivers, so it is hard to post.

The sun is shining, so what do I care.

Tuesday, December 26, 2017


Sam and I are spending a couple of thousand dollars on ourselves going on holidays. That’s our Xmas spending for this year.