From Bath we rejoined the M5, this time in very light snow. At Birmingham, the M5 merges with the M6, which takes you practically to the Scottish Border. On we drove and it began to get dark. There was a lot of traffic on the motorway but we took our time and eventually arrived in Manchester at 5.30pm at our Travelodge in Ashton under Lyne. Just as we pulled into the carpark it began to snow in earnest so it was decided to have dinner and a pint at a local pub instead of driving too far away. After dinner, walking back to the Travelodge, and the snow was coming in at a 45 degree and was as large as a 50c coin at least.
The next day we awoke to our car being covered in about 4-5 inches of snow on the roof. We walked to McDonalds for breakfast and then came back to get ready for Scott & Jenny Henry's christening of their son Noah. This mean a 10 minute drive to nearby Mossley but in the snow which was still pouring down, it took us about 30 minutes. The road was quite treacherous and we did not go over 20miles an hour in the car. We finally found St George's cathedral in Mossley and parked the car in snow about 8 inches deep. Walked into the cathedral and it was lovely to see a face to greet us that we recognised-Scott! After the service we were invited to join the bus trip to the Alpine restaurant in nearby Delph. Yes we would do that as the snow was now so bad we could barely see 30 metres. Off we went and after about 45 minutes of slow going we arrived at the bottom of the hill to the aptly names Alpine restaurant. On foot from there up the hill we walked on the slippery ice and new snow. After about 3 hours we departed by the same bus back to the car in Mossley and then crept our way back to the Travelodge in the snow which was still pouring down out of the grey sky.
The weather across the UK at this time was awful. Scotland had -16C in the Highlands and heaps of snow and London and the Home Counties were brought to a standstill will all of the snow which rolled in from the North Sea. At this point I did think we may get stuck in Manchester as it snowed for the whole time we were there.
Monday, December 28, 2009
The Romans weren't soap dodgers!
On the 19th we began early for a big day of driving north. Out onto the A38 and then at Exeter, changed to the M5 which runs up to Birmingham. At Bristol however we turned off onto the A4 and headed for Bath. After parking on the outskirts of this town, we caught a double decker bus into the centre where all of the action is. The town Bath is named for the naturally occuring springs that bubble up in what is the centre of the city.
The Romans, believing in the therapeutic value of the water and that is could also cure the mind of worries, built an elaborate set of baths around the springs. Over hundreds of years as the Roman empire was in decline the baths fell into disrepair and eventually were even built over. One day however a person had a flood in their basement and when repairs began the magnificent main bath was re-discovered. The main bath is probably about 20-25 metres long and about 10 metres wide. Up to 1.5million litres of water bubbles up naturally still from the ground and it is about 46.5C. On the day were were there, with the outside temperature being 2.5C, heaps and heaps of steam was coming off the surface. The further excavation of the site revealed private and public bathing houses of the main bath and various places of worship. The kids loved it and really it is a great place to stand and gape at the ingenuity of the Romans some 2000 years ago.
The Romans, believing in the therapeutic value of the water and that is could also cure the mind of worries, built an elaborate set of baths around the springs. Over hundreds of years as the Roman empire was in decline the baths fell into disrepair and eventually were even built over. One day however a person had a flood in their basement and when repairs began the magnificent main bath was re-discovered. The main bath is probably about 20-25 metres long and about 10 metres wide. Up to 1.5million litres of water bubbles up naturally still from the ground and it is about 46.5C. On the day were were there, with the outside temperature being 2.5C, heaps and heaps of steam was coming off the surface. The further excavation of the site revealed private and public bathing houses of the main bath and various places of worship. The kids loved it and really it is a great place to stand and gape at the ingenuity of the Romans some 2000 years ago.
Out & About-English Riviera
Nearby to Dartmouth is a small section of coastline which apparently hums with tourists in the warmer months. So renowned are the beaches and hotels, it is known as the English Riviera. Having been and stayed for long periods at its more well known cousin, the French Riviera, I could not see the reason for calling this piece of England the Riviera. It was however the middle of winter and bitingly cold at 1.5C most of the day.
After catching the Higher Ferry across the Dart, we drove onto Brixham at the southern end of the Riviera. The wind here nearly blew us from our vantage point above the yacht club. The village was quite pretty all around a man-made harbour. A replica of Drake's ship the Golden Hind was moored in the harbour as well. We drove onto Paignton which is the next town along the beach front from Brixham about 3-4 miles north. It was quite pretty with a pier and several hotels on the beach front promenade. Further north still was Torquay, another 2-3 miles north of Paignton. Here we stopped to visit a miniature village called the Model Village. Workers were working feverishly spreading fake snow and ice to make the miniature houses and cars all winterish. The kids loved this spot.
The next day we drove back to Torquay to visit the Kent Caverns. If there is a list of must do things on our holidays abroad it is Castles, Cathedrals and Caves. So to make it this far into a holiday without finding a cave was amazing! Kent Caverns have evidence of early humans living there from around 30000 years ago. It was quite a good tour and the kids loved it with a mini-dig site for them to find old teeth, bones and minerals.
After this we drove our to Buckfast on the A38. This Benedictine Monastry was destroyed in Henry VIII's discarding of the catholic faith. In the last 1800 and early 1900's it was rebuilt from the foundations up and is truly magnificent! At this point in the day the temperature climbed to 2.5C just in time for the Sun to set at 4pm.
After catching the Higher Ferry across the Dart, we drove onto Brixham at the southern end of the Riviera. The wind here nearly blew us from our vantage point above the yacht club. The village was quite pretty all around a man-made harbour. A replica of Drake's ship the Golden Hind was moored in the harbour as well. We drove onto Paignton which is the next town along the beach front from Brixham about 3-4 miles north. It was quite pretty with a pier and several hotels on the beach front promenade. Further north still was Torquay, another 2-3 miles north of Paignton. Here we stopped to visit a miniature village called the Model Village. Workers were working feverishly spreading fake snow and ice to make the miniature houses and cars all winterish. The kids loved this spot.
The next day we drove back to Torquay to visit the Kent Caverns. If there is a list of must do things on our holidays abroad it is Castles, Cathedrals and Caves. So to make it this far into a holiday without finding a cave was amazing! Kent Caverns have evidence of early humans living there from around 30000 years ago. It was quite a good tour and the kids loved it with a mini-dig site for them to find old teeth, bones and minerals.
After this we drove our to Buckfast on the A38. This Benedictine Monastry was destroyed in Henry VIII's discarding of the catholic faith. In the last 1800 and early 1900's it was rebuilt from the foundations up and is truly magnificent! At this point in the day the temperature climbed to 2.5C just in time for the Sun to set at 4pm.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Out & About-St Michaels Mount
One of Angela's favourite spots from our last trip here is St Michaels Mount in Cornwall. It is practically as far as you can drive and remain in mainland England, only 12 miles from the famour Lands End. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Michaels_Mount
Up early again and this time down the Devon Expressway, passing through Plymouth on the Tamar River and across the enormous Tamar Bridge. After about 2 hours we arrived at Marazion which is the small village on the mainland over looking St Michaels Mount in Mounts Bay. The tide was way out when we arrived so we walked down onto the sand and the causeway to the Island which was completely exposed out of the water. After about 15 minutes and many photos of the imposing, rocky island before us we made it to the visitors centre in time to join the 11am tour group.
The Island has a long history essentially based on the good fishing that is possible in the Bay area. It is owned again by a wealth and aristocratic family but only a nephew lives on the Island itself. The castle and Chapel on the top of the rock are very interesting and beautifully decorated. We spent several hours exploring the gardens, paths and castle while at the Mount. Obviously by that time though the tide had come back in and flooded the causeway to the mainland. To the kids amazement, we boarded a 'duck' (bus/boat) and motored back across the water to the mainland.
We drive from there back around the Bay to Penzance and Mousehole and over then to St Ives. There was real sand at St Ives and we played a while before the sun began to set at around 3.45pm. Back in the car and home we drove.
Up early again and this time down the Devon Expressway, passing through Plymouth on the Tamar River and across the enormous Tamar Bridge. After about 2 hours we arrived at Marazion which is the small village on the mainland over looking St Michaels Mount in Mounts Bay. The tide was way out when we arrived so we walked down onto the sand and the causeway to the Island which was completely exposed out of the water. After about 15 minutes and many photos of the imposing, rocky island before us we made it to the visitors centre in time to join the 11am tour group.
The Island has a long history essentially based on the good fishing that is possible in the Bay area. It is owned again by a wealth and aristocratic family but only a nephew lives on the Island itself. The castle and Chapel on the top of the rock are very interesting and beautifully decorated. We spent several hours exploring the gardens, paths and castle while at the Mount. Obviously by that time though the tide had come back in and flooded the causeway to the mainland. To the kids amazement, we boarded a 'duck' (bus/boat) and motored back across the water to the mainland.
We drive from there back around the Bay to Penzance and Mousehole and over then to St Ives. There was real sand at St Ives and we played a while before the sun began to set at around 3.45pm. Back in the car and home we drove.
Out & About-Clovelly
Since our last post the weather has turned particularly nasty. More on that in a moment. We have been very busy doing little local day trips around Devon & Cornwall, in the past week. First trip was up to a village called Clovelly http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clovelly on the north coast of Devon. This took some getting to as Dartmouth is on the south coast of Devon. When I think of English roads, my mind conjures up narrow lanes, rock fences and hedges. Well the way to Clovelly is typical of this. Our first stop for morning tea was at a village called Bovey Tracey. It was on the banks of a small stream called Bovey and our coffee shop, by strange coincidence was called Brookside. We told the counter staff that we were on our way to Clovelly and had set out earlier that morning from Dartmouth. The gasped and said, "oh my you must have left early to already be in Bovey Tracey". Bovey Tracey was about a 45 minute drive at a maximum, from Dartmouth.
On we drove, further north, frequently pulling over in a gateway or small overtaking area so a big bus or truck, coming the other way, could pass us. After passing through the big town of Bideford, we turned west, following the coast and 3.5 hours from home, arrived at the Clovelly visitors centre. This is located at the top of a cliff, and in the summer, we could have taken advantage of a range rover ride to the bottom. As it is well and truly winter, we walked down the cobble stoned road into the village.
Apparently Clovelly was built at one of the few accessible beaches on the north coast of Devon, and has be inhabitated for about 1000 years. In the last couple of hundred years, fishermen built a small harbour with sea-wall and slowly houses were built, two deep on each side of the street leading back up the cliff to the visitors centre. The locals were extremely unfriendly, I guess because they are sick of prying tourists but as the information video points out it relies upon tourists to survive.
The village is wholly owned by a wealthy family and it is only the second owner in the entire history of the town. The villagers rent their homes from this landowner. We walked done to the harbour and across the Bristol Channel in the fog to Wales. After this we stayed at the Harbour Inn for some lunch and began our slow and long walk back up the cliff. Decided to continue down the Devon Coast and into Cornwall and home on one of the divided highways which slashed travel time almost in half.
On we drove, further north, frequently pulling over in a gateway or small overtaking area so a big bus or truck, coming the other way, could pass us. After passing through the big town of Bideford, we turned west, following the coast and 3.5 hours from home, arrived at the Clovelly visitors centre. This is located at the top of a cliff, and in the summer, we could have taken advantage of a range rover ride to the bottom. As it is well and truly winter, we walked down the cobble stoned road into the village.
Apparently Clovelly was built at one of the few accessible beaches on the north coast of Devon, and has be inhabitated for about 1000 years. In the last couple of hundred years, fishermen built a small harbour with sea-wall and slowly houses were built, two deep on each side of the street leading back up the cliff to the visitors centre. The locals were extremely unfriendly, I guess because they are sick of prying tourists but as the information video points out it relies upon tourists to survive.
The village is wholly owned by a wealthy family and it is only the second owner in the entire history of the town. The villagers rent their homes from this landowner. We walked done to the harbour and across the Bristol Channel in the fog to Wales. After this we stayed at the Harbour Inn for some lunch and began our slow and long walk back up the cliff. Decided to continue down the Devon Coast and into Cornwall and home on one of the divided highways which slashed travel time almost in half.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
A White Xmas?
And to think that the English sent their criminals to settle a place with sandy beaches, warm weather and an abundance of space. Choosing to remain behind, they endure 6 hour winter days, temperatures that never climb about 10C and at present are below 5C in the day and freezing or negative at night. Which group of people are the lucky ones? During winter, as with our last stay here, it does beg the question of why anyone lives here. But saying that, we left 35C days and the same could be said there.
I have just had a look at the Met Office website; www.metoffice.gov.uk and snow is now being forecast as a certainty in the South East on Thursday evening and into Friday. The South East is essentially London, the Home Counties and down toward the Channel. Falls of 10-15cm and more in higher hillier areas with major distruption to transport predicted. Fortunately, or not (if you ask Hannah & Ryan), we are in the South West, as far south as you can almost be in Great Britain and so may avoid the worst of it. Our days have been overcast and occasionally wet early on, then clearing to be sunny by lunchtime and cloudy in the later afternoon. The sun is rising at around 8.15am and setting by 4pm which makes fitting in outings and daylight activities a bit tricky.
I have just had a look at the Met Office website; www.metoffice.gov.uk and snow is now being forecast as a certainty in the South East on Thursday evening and into Friday. The South East is essentially London, the Home Counties and down toward the Channel. Falls of 10-15cm and more in higher hillier areas with major distruption to transport predicted. Fortunately, or not (if you ask Hannah & Ryan), we are in the South West, as far south as you can almost be in Great Britain and so may avoid the worst of it. Our days have been overcast and occasionally wet early on, then clearing to be sunny by lunchtime and cloudy in the later afternoon. The sun is rising at around 8.15am and setting by 4pm which makes fitting in outings and daylight activities a bit tricky.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Castles & Coves
Slept in today as I think the body was expecting the sun to wake us like at home. Not so. The sky gradually produced the colours of dawn around 7.45am. Had a late breakfast and saddled up to drive down to the village. Continued on to the Dartmouth Castle at the mouth of the Dart River. First constructed on the site during the 1380's and upgraded during the reign of monarch Henry VIII, it is quite small. Apparently a French or Spanish warship was able to sneak past the Castle one night (not surprising given the 7 hrs of winter sunlight) and so a chain was then suspended across the Dart River to stop any future invaders. The cannons, were faced out to sea and could fire up to a 4inch shell. As recently as WWII it was thought the Nazis may invade England at locations like Dartmouth so the Castle saw service as a coastal defence location.
Dartmouth is also famous as the final leaping off point for the Mayflower (the first boatload of free settlers) which then sailed to present day USA. The Mayflower was accompanied by another boat which promptly began leaking off Lands End, Cornwall and returned to land. The Bayards Cove in Dartmouth was the departure point for the Mayflower.
We walked all through the main part of Dartmouth village with many many pubs and restaurants along with a multitude of boutique clothing and home decorating stores. Some buildings are almost 400 years old and still standing.
After lunch, we drove down to Blackpool Sands beach. During summer this apparently has a lifesaver on duty and rents all manner of water sports equipment. Not today it didn't as it was 8C and sands in the name is a slight exaggeration with small 1cm pebbles across the entire surface. Still very pretty and a lovely restaurant and coffee house on the shoreline. Today was the first day in 3 since arriving that we have seen the Sun and blue sky. It you stay for long enough out of the wind, the 10.5C we got up to was quite warm.
Dartmouth is also famous as the final leaping off point for the Mayflower (the first boatload of free settlers) which then sailed to present day USA. The Mayflower was accompanied by another boat which promptly began leaking off Lands End, Cornwall and returned to land. The Bayards Cove in Dartmouth was the departure point for the Mayflower.
We walked all through the main part of Dartmouth village with many many pubs and restaurants along with a multitude of boutique clothing and home decorating stores. Some buildings are almost 400 years old and still standing.
After lunch, we drove down to Blackpool Sands beach. During summer this apparently has a lifesaver on duty and rents all manner of water sports equipment. Not today it didn't as it was 8C and sands in the name is a slight exaggeration with small 1cm pebbles across the entire surface. Still very pretty and a lovely restaurant and coffee house on the shoreline. Today was the first day in 3 since arriving that we have seen the Sun and blue sky. It you stay for long enough out of the wind, the 10.5C we got up to was quite warm.
Devon-not the meat, the County!
Up early, with the body still adjusting to the time difference. Down for a big all you can eat buffet breakfast at Hounslow Travelodge. Yummy! Our travellers survival instincts kicked in automatically with Angela and I taking 4 mini-muffins to stash in our backpacks for morning tea later! Ha.
Drove off on the A30, crossed the M25 and headed north west to Windsor. Stopped there and walked around the base of the famous Castle. The guards could not answer Ryan's question of "is the Queen here today" as we could not see the top of the flagpole and see whether the union flag or royal standard was flying. The fog was a real pea-souper that is famous over here and it stayed with us the whole day. Very trying driving conditions as a result. Headed further west from Windsor, following the Thames to Henley-on-Thames (think famous rowing location) and then to Reading (again on the Thames). Continued driving out into Wiltshire and eventually through the mist on the next hill appeared a famous set of rocks. Quite spooky until you realise that you are at Stonehenge! Parked the car and got out into the freezing cold air again. The temps were 3.5C and it was about midday. These lumps of rock were thought to be brought from the south of Wales (some 380km) 4500 years ago, and the largest weighs 45 tonnes.
Drove on from there to Wilton, had lunch and then continued on the backroads to the M5 and down to Exeter. Although we have lived here, it is still the strangest thing to see the sun setting and the temp drop further, but the clock in the car reads 3.50pm. Fortunately the motorway was well lit and after bypassing Exeter, turned off to Dartmouth and travelled the final 25 miles to the Coast.
The house is really very comfortable. 5 bedrooms, brand new kitchen, backing onto farmland and views down valley to Dartmouth township. All centrally heated (thanks goodness)!
Drove off on the A30, crossed the M25 and headed north west to Windsor. Stopped there and walked around the base of the famous Castle. The guards could not answer Ryan's question of "is the Queen here today" as we could not see the top of the flagpole and see whether the union flag or royal standard was flying. The fog was a real pea-souper that is famous over here and it stayed with us the whole day. Very trying driving conditions as a result. Headed further west from Windsor, following the Thames to Henley-on-Thames (think famous rowing location) and then to Reading (again on the Thames). Continued driving out into Wiltshire and eventually through the mist on the next hill appeared a famous set of rocks. Quite spooky until you realise that you are at Stonehenge! Parked the car and got out into the freezing cold air again. The temps were 3.5C and it was about midday. These lumps of rock were thought to be brought from the south of Wales (some 380km) 4500 years ago, and the largest weighs 45 tonnes.
Drove on from there to Wilton, had lunch and then continued on the backroads to the M5 and down to Exeter. Although we have lived here, it is still the strangest thing to see the sun setting and the temp drop further, but the clock in the car reads 3.50pm. Fortunately the motorway was well lit and after bypassing Exeter, turned off to Dartmouth and travelled the final 25 miles to the Coast.
The house is really very comfortable. 5 bedrooms, brand new kitchen, backing onto farmland and views down valley to Dartmouth township. All centrally heated (thanks goodness)!
Ol' Blighty
Immigration was tense at Heathrow. As I remember from last time, even the staff struggle with the mother tongue! One guy had failed to fill out an all important arrival card and was given a dressing down and told to go away. At the counter next to ours, a guy was telling a story about his company that imported TVs to Britain and he was there just checking up on things. On the other side a chap was trying to enter England without a return flight booked (big no no over here). The immigration person said "for a start I am not impressed by that" in her Eastern European accent. "Lets get you to stand aside while we think about that".
Through we went and waited for our bags. Out to the main arrivals hall and to the transport information counter. "Can you tell us whether each terminal at Heathrow has a business car park?" She had no clue whether they did or not. This was important as our Dartmouth Exchangers had indicated they parked their motor vehicle in Terminal 3 business car parking but during their last call said they were now flying to Australia from Terminal 4. There are 5 independent and quite separated airport terminals at Heathrow. It is the busiest airport on the planet with a plane landing every 65 to 80 seconds.
Well after taking a transit bus to Terminal 1-3 business parking and not finding the car we went back by bus to Terminal 1, free underground train to Terminal 4 and then another bus to Terminal 4 business parking and found the car. Drove along the A30 from the parking to the Parkway and left into Bath Road and there like a beacon, was Houslow Travelodge. Very simple room with Double bed and double sofa bed, shower, toilet and telly. Sorted love! Time 8.45pm London time. Travelling time from house to hotel-30 hours!
Through we went and waited for our bags. Out to the main arrivals hall and to the transport information counter. "Can you tell us whether each terminal at Heathrow has a business car park?" She had no clue whether they did or not. This was important as our Dartmouth Exchangers had indicated they parked their motor vehicle in Terminal 3 business car parking but during their last call said they were now flying to Australia from Terminal 4. There are 5 independent and quite separated airport terminals at Heathrow. It is the busiest airport on the planet with a plane landing every 65 to 80 seconds.
Well after taking a transit bus to Terminal 1-3 business parking and not finding the car we went back by bus to Terminal 1, free underground train to Terminal 4 and then another bus to Terminal 4 business parking and found the car. Drove along the A30 from the parking to the Parkway and left into Bath Road and there like a beacon, was Houslow Travelodge. Very simple room with Double bed and double sofa bed, shower, toilet and telly. Sorted love! Time 8.45pm London time. Travelling time from house to hotel-30 hours!
I'm taking a Trip, 10000 miles away
Arrived at the airport at 12.45am after the cabbie almost crashed the car. Checked through immigration with bags weighing 19kg and 20.5kg. Well done there!
First leg was 6500km to Singapore which was to take 7hrs 30 mins (almost 3hrs 45mins was still over Australia). The kids slept for half the leg to Sing. Very smooth landing and lots of yummy food aboard. We were sitting in the second row of Economy and I must say the seats were very very comfortable. Each had a TV screen on the back so managed to fit in a couple of movies between some short naps. 30 minute refueling transit.
Back on board for another 6100km to Dubai in the UAE. Food pretty much the same; kids slept for 6 of the 7 hrs this leg-thanks Phenergen! Flew over Aden (near Straits of Hormuz-Persian Gulf) and landed in Dubai, again very very smoothly. The airport is enormous, like at least 5x Brisbane international. Saw the famous coastal skyline with skyscrapers everywhere. The Burj Tower apparently almost 900 metres high is very distinct indeed. 30 minute refueling transit.
Took off into the Persian Gulf for the final 5850km to London Heathrow. Hugged coast of Saudi Arabia, up over Kuwait and flew whole length of Iraq, passing over Fallujah, Najaf and Baghdad. Crossed border into Turkey, over Ankara and Istanbul, Black Sea, Romania, Hungary, Czech & Slovak Republics, Germany, France, Netherlands and finally across the English Channel. What a trip! Kids were fantastic considering the distance and somewhat cramped conditions.
First leg was 6500km to Singapore which was to take 7hrs 30 mins (almost 3hrs 45mins was still over Australia). The kids slept for half the leg to Sing. Very smooth landing and lots of yummy food aboard. We were sitting in the second row of Economy and I must say the seats were very very comfortable. Each had a TV screen on the back so managed to fit in a couple of movies between some short naps. 30 minute refueling transit.
Back on board for another 6100km to Dubai in the UAE. Food pretty much the same; kids slept for 6 of the 7 hrs this leg-thanks Phenergen! Flew over Aden (near Straits of Hormuz-Persian Gulf) and landed in Dubai, again very very smoothly. The airport is enormous, like at least 5x Brisbane international. Saw the famous coastal skyline with skyscrapers everywhere. The Burj Tower apparently almost 900 metres high is very distinct indeed. 30 minute refueling transit.
Took off into the Persian Gulf for the final 5850km to London Heathrow. Hugged coast of Saudi Arabia, up over Kuwait and flew whole length of Iraq, passing over Fallujah, Najaf and Baghdad. Crossed border into Turkey, over Ankara and Istanbul, Black Sea, Romania, Hungary, Czech & Slovak Republics, Germany, France, Netherlands and finally across the English Channel. What a trip! Kids were fantastic considering the distance and somewhat cramped conditions.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Zero Days to go
Well we spent last night busy as usual. Had haircuts at home; washed clothes, vacuumed again and mopped the bedrooms and bathroom. Finally made it to bed with eyes hanging out at 11.50pm. Slept until 3.15am and another quick kip until 4.55am. Decided to get up and have breakfast. Put clothes in dryer and put a bolt into pool fence, made up all our beds with fresh linen.
Big day ahead with one of our debit cards deciding to play up. Have to also pick up barrel for Xmas raffle draw from Gaythorne RSL; book taxi for 11.45pm; pick up cakes for Hannah and Ryan to say goodbye and school; sign our tax returns; etc etc. Hannah's Christmas concert tonight at School. Nearly there, thanks goodness!!
Big day ahead with one of our debit cards deciding to play up. Have to also pick up barrel for Xmas raffle draw from Gaythorne RSL; book taxi for 11.45pm; pick up cakes for Hannah and Ryan to say goodbye and school; sign our tax returns; etc etc. Hannah's Christmas concert tonight at School. Nearly there, thanks goodness!!
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