Things are 'about' to be put away. We need to figure out how to protect some things from mice though. They seem to enjoy jumping up and down on our belongings and then for no reason at all peeing all over them.
I've found an answer to keep BT safe. An old esky has come in handy.
No mices gonna get in there!
Al has set Piggy up on the deck, along with a metal plate for any embers that could fall out. (I'm assuming the chopped wood will be moved when it's lit).
We are planning on trying a bit of cooking on him sometime soon. I suggested flat eggs. Apparently the correct term is 'fried eggs' .
The shells from 80 mile beach have been unpacked along with the sand that happily fell on the floor. I've been trying to take some interesting photos but it's been a while since I've done any macro stuff. I'll attempt some more later.
The nights are still amazingly quiet here and although it's quite cold in the mornings it is at least dry. Yay!
I was going to attack some of the drying buffel grass with Husky ( ride-on- mower) yesterday but discovered he had two flat tyres. I got the air compressor out and the found one of the electric sockets in the shed didn't work. Then I had to find an extension cord. That took a while. I then needed the tyre air gun thingy that was in Troopie. It's kept in a lock box on the left hand side of the vehicle. I used my bunch of keys and thought to myself ' better replace the air gun and get my keys out of the lockbox as soon as I'm done'. I didn't of course.
Which meant that when Al was in town today she couldn't work out why a tour bus driver was waving at her. Yes, my keys were happily still in the lock. Whoops.
Here's a re-inactment. I play the tour bus driver ( very well, I might add) although I am out of shot. The keys play themselves.
( Yes, I have taken them out).
Speaking of keys I also made a bit of a mistake at Kununurra. We were staying in that huge room place and in the morning I couldn't find Oscars keys. Turns out they were lying right next to him in the parking bay. Rather embarrassing since all the rooms had special leaflets left from the local constabulary warning about theft and to keep vehicles locked.
Well, Oscar was locked - my very weak argument to Al.
I've decided I should give up keys completely. Once I know how that can be done I will let you know.
Oh, after finally pumping up Husky's tyres I decided that the grass would have to wait. (Actually I got sidetracked ... lunchtime and all that).
Here's Husky waiting to cut grass.
Here's buffel grass waiting to be cut.
I hope the meeting will go as intended.
