New Year's Eve, it was going to be a quiet one, we got up and out for lunch at about 12.30 - half distracted by Cleopatra on the TV, went to the local bakery, picked up a pie and sausage roll and then down by the river to eat it. Chased by the obligatory ducks for a bit, and a bit of chasing ducks back.
Then kind of found ourselves at a loose end wondering where to go that we hadn't been before - there isn't much locally that hasn't been done the last four trips and this one. After a bit of umming and ahhing, it was off to Lake Barrington, where they have a rowing course. Went to the racing course and the boating ramp entrance which were a few kays apart so two rides down into the deep valley where the lake is.
Dark dark water, and you could feel the drop in temperature even - was an overcast, cloudy day, which made the atmosphere of the place even better, in a teen slasher flick type way LOL. Was very nice and peaceful and quiet.
Then headed up to Tazmazia, the largest maze in the world apparently - takes a minimum of one hour to get around the place and I was sure we had two hours still left - silly me though, it was only one hour. Didn't get around the whole thing, and got out with three minutes to spare - the woman said she would have shut up shop with us still inside - only because it was New Year's Eve and she obviously had a hot date or something. Every time it was mentioned thereafter, V had to add bitch to any comment she made.
Had tea at the local pub which was barely inhabited - we were the only two in the Dining Room, and there weren't many more in the casual dining area. Fireworks in Launceston, Devonport AND Burnie this year, so maybe the local pubs, of which there are four for a town of less than 2500, lost a bit of custom.
I think V wanted to go out and see some fireworks and last until midnight at least, but I'm not a big New Yearer and went to bed about 10.30 - turned the TV off while V was out in the kitchen and that led to a bit of an argument, but the less said the better.
New Year's Day, yesterday, itself was very quiet. Had bacon and eggs for brunch, stuck around home most of the day, watched bits and pieces of Lawrence of Arabia, headed out to lay flowers on V's parents grave, and headed into her work for watering the plants there - was online for about three quarters of an hour reading NY Times, Washington Post and the Guardian about that Saddam thing. Yes, give me the internet and it's Iraq Iraq Iraq LOL.
Had tea at V's sister's place - more cold meat, more Xmas pudding - the kids all hugged me goodbye because they might not see Uncle Paul again before I fly out Thursday.
Oh, and the PM wants to install 25 nuclear power plants in the country in the next few years, and Channel Nine, or WIN as they call it down here, did a show called Goodbye Warney last night - what on earth would Nine have left if the cricket went?
Then kind of found ourselves at a loose end wondering where to go that we hadn't been before - there isn't much locally that hasn't been done the last four trips and this one. After a bit of umming and ahhing, it was off to Lake Barrington, where they have a rowing course. Went to the racing course and the boating ramp entrance which were a few kays apart so two rides down into the deep valley where the lake is.
Dark dark water, and you could feel the drop in temperature even - was an overcast, cloudy day, which made the atmosphere of the place even better, in a teen slasher flick type way LOL. Was very nice and peaceful and quiet.
Then headed up to Tazmazia, the largest maze in the world apparently - takes a minimum of one hour to get around the place and I was sure we had two hours still left - silly me though, it was only one hour. Didn't get around the whole thing, and got out with three minutes to spare - the woman said she would have shut up shop with us still inside - only because it was New Year's Eve and she obviously had a hot date or something. Every time it was mentioned thereafter, V had to add bitch to any comment she made.
Had tea at the local pub which was barely inhabited - we were the only two in the Dining Room, and there weren't many more in the casual dining area. Fireworks in Launceston, Devonport AND Burnie this year, so maybe the local pubs, of which there are four for a town of less than 2500, lost a bit of custom.
I think V wanted to go out and see some fireworks and last until midnight at least, but I'm not a big New Yearer and went to bed about 10.30 - turned the TV off while V was out in the kitchen and that led to a bit of an argument, but the less said the better.
New Year's Day, yesterday, itself was very quiet. Had bacon and eggs for brunch, stuck around home most of the day, watched bits and pieces of Lawrence of Arabia, headed out to lay flowers on V's parents grave, and headed into her work for watering the plants there - was online for about three quarters of an hour reading NY Times, Washington Post and the Guardian about that Saddam thing. Yes, give me the internet and it's Iraq Iraq Iraq LOL.
Had tea at V's sister's place - more cold meat, more Xmas pudding - the kids all hugged me goodbye because they might not see Uncle Paul again before I fly out Thursday.
Oh, and the PM wants to install 25 nuclear power plants in the country in the next few years, and Channel Nine, or WIN as they call it down here, did a show called Goodbye Warney last night - what on earth would Nine have left if the cricket went?
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