Well I'm sitting in my lounge room, about to get on with some creative writing. The house is immaculate after 20 people trudging mud through the place and the weekend has been one of contrasts. Wine Club Friday night, the less said about that the better other than yes, I lived up to my reputation as a lush. Got smashed, left my purse and handbag and had to retrieve it the next day but it was good times, thanks for dinner Westy, it was delish.
Sunday was a double whammy with Amy's Kitchen Tea, silly games, wine, tea and cakes . . lots and lots of cakes. I once said I didn't have a sweet tooth but after Saturday, I think that might have been shot down in flames. Of course there were family, friends, presents, guess how many jelly beans in the jar and . . . . make a wedding dress out of toilet paper. Not a bad effort.
Then raced back on a cold and wet night for our annual June Long Weekend Bonfire. While I felt it might be a good idea to postpone the event due to super soggy firewood and pissing rain, my son was not going to be deterred and with 20 litres of petrol for ammunition the thing went off with a bang, then a fizzle, then a frantic effort to get it going but eventually, we all basked in its warm glow and this morning - just a steaming heap of . . . . well you get the gist. Right, time for a little 'hair of the dog'. (She's exhausted!)
|The cupcakes were pretty but the brownies were . . .|
|One of three tables well spread|
|Annika in the Kitchen|
|Guess what's in Amy's handbag (Purse for you Yanks)|
|Toilet Tissue Princesses, far left won!|
|One needs sustenance on a rainy night|
|Oil drums have their uses|
|Picnic for pyros|
|Off with a bang . . . then a fizzle|
|Petrol sniffers (Look at the glee on Adam's face)|
|More fuel to the fire|
|Sorry Jeffscape, you aint getting this back|
|Group Meeting. Will it catch in the rain?|