Not a lot going on around these parts as we're all still a bit poorly. Ridiculous, isn't it? It has been weeks and weeks of lurgi ping-pong.
We did manage to get away for a few days during the school holidays to gorgeous Tuross Head. Some dear old friends of ours have a rather lovely coast house there.
Look at Ziggy mocking my attempts at taking some artistic shots.
A bit of time was spent here:
We picked some lemons.
I hung out with my little chum, Bruno.
The big boys.
'Well, if no one will give me one of those silly fishing rods I'll find my own.'
'Good fishin'?' Bad fishin'. This little fella was returned after a quick photo (required evidence).