Strangely enough, the wind is blowing! Isn't that odd for Flinders? The rumbling noises are the pines, and not me. Really. I promise. My tum is bemoaning the antibiotics, and very uneasy. Am eating replacement fauna. I've been alternately wading through post - down to 120 items now, and trying to get on with writing. My poor garden is suffering from winter and lack of input, but the freezers are full of food - fish, fowl and meat (we got 4 more wallaby for dog-tucker today) and some beautiful frozen prawns from Port Lincoln as a prezzie.
Puggle appears fine today.
We're dog sitting Molly (my Irish Wolfhound-Great Dane cross girlfriend) this weekend. Molly has a dog-house with her own window basket (with flowers), so I hope you all realise how special this is!
It's less than two weeks until the kids get here, and we're counting days.