Hello sunshine

I have returned from Adelaide and have to say I've never seen such drab weather.  There was not one sunny day in the entire fortnight.  Back in Bunna it's been sunny and comparatively warm.

Here's the view from my bedroom at Mum's place.  One thing I always look forward to is hearing the pigeons coo in the morning.

Our Easter 2018 abode.  Had to check it out.

Mum at the Flying Fish in Port Elliot.  Note that I have finished both fish and chips and wine while Mum has a way to go.

We had a number of lunches and coffees at the ever reliable Mercato.

Coffee with Heths at Mockingbird in Glenelg

with the blue bird of happiness sitting on my head.

The Pottery in Klemzig where Steve went to lessons a decade ago.

Our former house in Klemzig, a groovy garden under construction.

Lovely to see it being loved.

So, not great adventures, but a lovely visit none the less.

Careful out there

It has been a day of high winds and I went out to the garden to find this. The wind had blown the scissors out of their container and plunged them into a crack in the paving. Tomorrow I'm off to Mum in Adelaide for a fortnight, hopefully getting in a few other visits. Nothing planned so far apart from Mum wanting sushi for tea tomorrow night and tapas at Long View Winery the following Sunday.

It's been quite a busy week but I managed to finish this book despite re-reading Go Set a Watchman and viewing Pie in the Sky DVDs with Steve.  (I was involved in a Quiz Night last night and now know that DVD stands for Digital Versatile Disc. I also learnt that Vincent Van Gogh was an Italian Impressionist artist... but the quiz master will not enter into any correspondence.)  This book was recommended some time ago in the blog of The Woman Living my Life in Wales, ie Jackie Morris.  I enjoyed the story, particularly the parts set in the Alhambra palaces in Spain, but don 't think it is a great book.  Perhaps I was prejudiced by the baddy's mother having lived in my cottage in Porth Clais.