Twice a day I pop down to the swimming pool located in mum & dad’s complex. I’m really not sure how I would have survived without it. Here’s a day time photo of it.
The pool at mum & dad's place
I’ve also tried going for a few walks each day as I’m very conscious of living too high on the hog while being spoilt rotten by my mum’s cooking. This wasn’t particularly easy during the rain and equally tough in the heat but I’ve tried to be good! Here’s a photo I took this morning not far from mum & dad’s place.
The canal not far from mum & dad
Today half way through my walk, I stopped for a coffee – extra shot latte with hazelnut – and sat looking out at the water and reading the Sunday paper. Here’s the view.
Cafe near mum and dad's place
So much nicer now the rain seems to have gone away!
Speaking of the rain (the worst in Queensland in a zillion years) I would just like to share someone else’s exaggeration for a change.
The flooding has been awful and I can only think how terrible it must be for the people in Emerald, Bundaberg, Rockhampton, Toowoomba, Ipswich and many other towns as their homes go deeper and deeper under the flood waters. Also the livelihoods ruined as crops lie rotten under gallons of water. It’s just unimaginable.
However…the TV and newspapers are having a field day with headlines. Last night on the Channel 9 news, they claimed the flood was of “biblical proportions”, something repeated today in the Sunday Mail. OK, I know it’s been bad but do these people know how bad the flood in the bible purported to be?
Unless my recollection is badly flawed, I’m sure everyone on earth was killed except for Noah and his family and all the animals he managed to save (leaving the poor unicorn behind, of course) and the rain lasted for 40 days and 40 nights. The water reached the height of Mount Ararat (5,137m or 16,854ft) which would pretty much cover everything habitable all over the world.
I don’t generally have a problem with exaggeration, (in fact I tend to use it myself on occasion) but surely it’s a news service’s duty to bring the news to the public. And, wouldn’t we prefer it to be honest? Otherwise they’d be able to say all sorts of things like “Millions saved from drowning as tourists obey beach flags”.
If the floods HAVE actually been of biblical proportions then I’m not sure who I’m actually writing to and how I’m doing it.
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We had a surprise visit from Leo this afternoon. He’d brought Audrey & Kevin around for a stickie at the house…and to see mum & dad. Mum was in the middle of a granny nap and dad was watching the TV. I was busy typing this blog entry. A surprise it certainly was!
We all had a lovely visit with tea and chat about how ridiculously hot Queensland is at the moment and how keen I am to get home. We also discussed what a perfect child I was.
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Trace & Bob came over for dinner for this, my last supper. Actually it’s my last supper they can come to…I’ll have another with mum & dad at lunchtime tomorrow. Because they have dinner at lunch and lunch at dinner. Breakfast is the normal time.
Anyway…mum was going to make toad in the hole but Trace, while she likes both the toads and the holes, is not keen on them being combined. So, we had shepherd’s pie, which was so nice I feel rather sorry for the shepherd who missed out.
It’s been lovely spending time with my little sister, meeting her husband, seeing her boys, meeting their partners…but most of all, spending time with my little sister. Love ya, Trace.
Here’s a photo of the Last Supper with dad being the only one with food (we had to fight him for our share).
The Last Supper - nothing to do with Christ
Yes it was only Noah, Mrs Noah and their 3 boys Japhet Shem and Ham. Rather confusing as to how the race continued after that – but I think Jehova made some mud-babes for the boys and human life continued. Of course the gene pool for all the animals and the humans was way too small – all the baby brothers and sisters would have had to mate with each other. Gross. Much worse than pedigree dogs.
btw child is right. Drunken child tho. I got home to find the fridge full of peronis. I am sure this is Niktor’s evil influence.