Monday 11th November 2024

Monday 11^th November

SHE SAID:

We had a quiet day at the campground. I got on with my photo sorting; I’m up to mid-Sept, almost. My culling seems to be progressing slowly at the moment, but they have been big days out.

We had the rest of the soup & Turkish roll for lunch, & dinner was creamy chicken & pesto pasta. We had this by the light of the fire; it was very nice, the fire & the pasta!

HE SAID:

The orchids in this district are not new, and they are not abundant, so the day in was fine. I read, played suduko, read some more, gathered firewood, collected kindling, and had a chat with the Fire Services bloke who informed us that there was now a restriction declared on fires between 10am and 6pm, so we would have to wait before I lit my small wood mountain. Bugger. It was fine in the end, and we had our pasta and vino by the fire until about 9pm. And, seemingly, we were the last in the campground to go to bed. We are still the wild ones!