Following our well lubricated day, yesterday, this morning saw Jason hop onto a plane in order to begin the long journey back to Queensland. It felt like he had only just arrived and now he’s left. (I’ve only just realized that ‘left’ is an anagram of ‘felt’. It doesn’t mean anything, I just thought it was interesting.)
Fortunately, Mr Hangover appeared to have passed Jason by in the night, and he was fresh, bright and bushy tailed when he left just after 10am.
Having waited to say goodbye and wish him a bon voyage, I then went shopping, mostly in preparation for tomorrow.
The weather continues wet and gloomy. So much so that I didn’t take a single photo. Or do anything to write about.
