Archive for April 2014
Happy Easter everyone. Wasn’t the weather fantastic! Our guests made the most of the weather visiting the Sunshine Coast, Ipswich, Brisbane, theme parks and even an evening swim in the netted area in south Moreton Bay at Jacobs Well.
We may have been slow hanging the BBQ but it went into overtime very quickly. We burn it in the first day then the next day we got the fires burning under the bbq plate and billy. It is quite an art pouring the billy, but once mastered what a great cuppa. Fortunately no-one was home when Murray had his record selection playing.
By the time everyone arrived with their selection for the BBQ I had some 70s disco playing. Seems we may need to build a bigger dance hall.
We fired up the BBQ again for brekky. I think the eggs came straight from the chickens! There is nothing like cooking toast on an open fire, especially on our ‘LIN’ toaster. After a quick brekky and chat, couple of hours, everyone headed off for their day. North, South and West. Some all the way to Sydney for a day’s work the next day.
Thank you everyone for staying and those that didn’t we hope your Easter was enjoyable and as memorable as ours.
Some visitors came and said hello yesterday.
I liked them as they spoke to me and it was not a bark. The dogs are normally noisy.
Looked very inviting yesterday afternoon.
Wow, wasn’t it hot here in Alberton, but probably better then what the poor people up North Queensland copped. I can’t imagine having to leave my verandah but I suppose I would have to if I wanted shelter from big strong winds. We all hope our friends up there are O.K., especially Ian and Adele and the kids who were smack bang in the middle of Cyclone Ita.
Our week wasn’t so tough. I had a little nap in the cool breeze on the verandah followed by some snacks and then another little nap. That was me; whilst I was supervising/napping they planted yet more plants. One of them a Queensland Bottle tree, it will be lovely when it gets a bit bigger. Then when it was way too hot they decided to clean out “the wool shed”. Not sure why it’s called ‘the wool shed’, can’t be because they aren’t putting wool in it because I know, as I know everything, it is similar to ‘the old beech shack’. Already music coming from there has interrupted my naps.
When some B&B guests from way back visited they told them they were responsible for ‘the out station’. They wanted to get married here but we had nowhere dry. Now we have. You don’t have to get married here to enjoy ‘the out station’, just come and stay in one of our many lovely rooms and wander over to ‘the out station’ and join a camp oven with dads awesome dampers or simply bring a snag and fire up the bbq and boil the billy. Kick back in ‘the old beech shack’ or ‘the wool shed’ and enjoy country life.
Keeping you guys up to date is exhausting, I hope you appreciate it. SHE is still nagging to have her say. Mum tells her ‘later’ and every chance I get, I tell her it ain‘t ever going to happen. Bye for now, hope to see you soon. I may share my verandah.