Watts Point. Healesville. This rather bad photo, although I do love the colours, has a lot of sentimental memories from when I was a kid. That is the croquette court. It was my mum's eccentric friend's country house, my crazy Auntie Pat, who was really genteel and refined. She drove a big old Rover P5. I loved that house, still think it is one of my very favourites. Xmas lunches up there were an occasion.