Diary For - Monday 8th February - 2010

And so, another week starts at the packing factory.

Worked hard today, and only made one mistake, which wasn’t bad, I thought?

That is until Peter Hawley – the general manager, approached me and said; try not to make too many mistakes, especially with Wildfire (a customer) order, I felt really bad…

I reflected these comments back to Charlie, the supervisor later on in the shift. He said not to worry about it, besides, it wasn’t your fault, he said…! I was shocked; he said you, meaning me, just packed what the order sheet asked for… He then walked off, and I felt even more confused… than normal!

Got into the house after work and fell asleep on the couch, though all the noise coming from across the road would of kept up a coma patient throughout the night. Kids!

Worked on the Hawley video after waking up around 3pm. Took a break for some tea (Toasted sandwich and chips - crisps) around 6pm and watched last nights Premiere show of The Good Wife which has been produced by Ridley & Tony Scott as well as watching Brothers & Sisters that I taped this afternoon.

Both shows were very good, though The Good Wife really didn’t offer that much new on the courtroom drama scenario. I’ll stick with it though!

Chatted to Wendy for a bit on he mobile, who’s still working down in Melbourne then finished up the Hawley video and posted it to Ken for a viewing.

Headed for bed around the 9.30pm mark, I must stop going to bed so late…

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The traditional sheep shearing time of the year in Australia.

Don't worry Dave, this won't hurt!

Diary For - Sunday 7th February - 2010

Woke after a deep sleep, 10 hours… a personal best.

Chatted to Mr. Tudor over a coffee, then had the pleasure of chatting to Miss Thompson, while Mr. Tudor checked his e-mail.

Joined in the household dietary patterns of a high protein breakfast before sitting on my fat ass watching TV and chatting for most of the morning and afternoon.

We did consider going to see a movie, but knowing the weather was bad outside and the weekend crowds were going to be busy at the local flea-pit (Cinema) we all decided to crash out in the safe haven of the living room.

Angela suggested we watch the film she brought last night; The Taking of Pelham 123, 2009 a remake starring John Travolta and Denzel Washington.

The film was better than I thought, though hardly as good as the original, there again, what film is?

Dave – Ian’s dad came round 5 minutes before the end and we all had a coffee and catch up. I showed him some pictures that Rose and John had cut out of the Evening Leader® for me and posted in an envelope the other week… He then gave me detailed facts about the areas mentioned in the said paper, as he’s an avid follower of the news back home…

A typical Wrexham lad, through, and through.

I headed home around 4pm as I wanted to beat the traffic and the weather and also work on the Hawley project a bit more. I hung about and watched the lads getting their hair cut by Miss Thompson, who offered to cut mine; I declined, as I wanted to keep my bald patch covered up slightly… I thanked the gang for having me over once more and hit the road with Kevin and Scott (Smodcast®) for company.

Got in and updated my phone, as Ian had sorted out my contacts in my address book and I needed to now sync them with my computer… or is that to my phone? I can never remember.

I ended up watching TV for a bit after having a shave.

My mind seems to be in 12 places at once lately, and I’m having a terrible time concentrating on anything, the Hawley project will have to wait till tomorrow…

I had another phone call from Jerry later on – a friend of Wendy’s family, confirming that I was going to do the video for her this weekend coming up. I said no problem and got back to the TV that I had started to watch.

I did start to watch The Count of Monte Cristo, 2002 with Guy Pearce and Jim Caviezel but struggled as the time was quickly approaching the 9.30pm mark.

I’d set the video to record a new TV show on tonight at 8.30pm called The Good Wife starring Julianne Margulies, from E.R. Tony & Riley Scott produced it. I would watch it tomorrow afternoon with Brothers & Sisters that I’d be taping in the afternoon with the video too. There wasn’t really that much on after that and so I ended up heading for bed around 9.30pm. Lights out for 9.40pm

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I do love a drive to Woollongong, don't you?

Ian's (and Angela's) new toy! How jealous am I...?

Though I do want a camera, this did make up for my green eye jealousy...

On your marks, get set... Eyes down for a full house...

Wendy being chatted up by the dark lord, in Melbourne...

Diary For - Saturday 6th February - 2010

It was absolutely pissing down outside when my alarm went off at 1am.

As I have my ear plugs in I don’t hear any of it, till their out… The interesting thing about Australia for me is its ferocious weather extremities, they’re hugely changeable.

Get through the final shift of the week, though I still have to go through that massive stock check sheet on my own again, which I loathe.

It’s pissing down outside when I leave the building, though the weather is still warm and muggy which creates that lovely condensation effect inside the car… Bollocks!

Get home for 10am and crash out on the couch immediately, and don’t wake up till around the 11.30am mark. I hit (Well, not literally!) the Mac® and update the blog.

I worked on the Hawley project for most of the afternoon and really struggled with it… I just couldn’t get into it; I was really fighting this afternoon, just to find its individual voice, and message.

I wrapped up my efforts around 5.30pm and got ready to go up to Ian and Angela’s place, as I wanted to congratulate Angela in person on her new job from Wendy and I.

Had a quick shower and freshened up before the hour drive up there.

The weather outside looked awful, with the wind and the rain hammering it down. If I was going to go up to see them, I was at least going to go up in the day light and if I didn’t make a move now, I was going to be adding another rough element to the mix.

The drive up there wasn’t too bad, apart from the thick fog, which is always around this time of the year due to the high altitude, or something of equal scientific fact…

As always I was welcomed with opening arms and shown to my usual comforting position of the couch.

Angela suggested a change of supper arrangements tonight, but with quite a bit of too and frowning we all settled on our usual take away dinning restaurant at; Country Noodle™ once more, which I’ve never had a problem with.

On return, Angela surprised Ian and myself with one of my favorite cakes – A Pecan Danish Slice. The night was complete, Angela even picked up a DVD called; The Taking of Pelham 123, 2009 which though a remake, I did fancy watching, just for the curiosity factor… Though we didn’t get round to watching it in the end…

We chatted and flicked through some of the TV channels till I started to doze off in the chair, like I always do now!

The time was only 10.30pm but I was struggling to stay awake… By this stage the gang knew my routine and suggested I hit the pillows. I excused myself and went to bed.

I’d had a few texts throughout the day, and night, from Miss W. and I finally texted her back to wish her a good night.

One of the best pic’s she had sent me that day was of Darth Vader chatting her up in the local shopping mall at St Kilda – in Melbourne.

Lights out for 10.40pm, sad, but true.

Diary For - Friday 5th February - 2010

Drive into the night and fight my eyelids off with fresh air through the car window.

As the week slowly closes I get really tired and I frighten myself sometimes how tired I get… You would think I would be use to working 12-hour days 6 days a week by now…

Struggle through the shift, and listen to ‘Norm’ one of the Afghanistan workers shout and ball like some deranged Tourette's retard for most of the day. I find out that his name means – Beauty, and tell the whole factory. They all lay into him, I piss myself.

Got into the house for 1.30pm and just sit down for 5 minutes and fell asleep till 3pm. I panicked and phone Geoff when I awoke, but couldn’t get through. I said that I’d meet him for lunch, but what with me passing out as soon as my ass sat down in the chair I’d seemed to of ruined the afternoon.

I was also guttered that I had only tape 10 minutes of The Medium, off the video’s timer.

Came round and then watched a good documentary on Steven Spielberg before heading for the Mac® computer.

As I checked my mailbox on the computer I noticed one from Sash – From Hawley International™, asking where the other video is… I said that I’d been really busy – which I had, and that I’d get a move on with it as so as a could…

I had a thunder and lighting show to wake me up around 3pm. I had also gathered a lovely headache – which I get continuously, just before a thunderstorm here in Australia. The clouds work their magic but my headache still hangs over me.

I try to work on the Hawley prom, but my headache is too much, I head for another lie down. I decide to watch another Bond film, when I awake for a change, and my choice is From Russia with Love, 1963. I have to pause the film several times alas, as I needed to pop into Jannali for some food supplies. I can the film around the hour mark and get a shower and make my sandwiches, as work beckons around the 9pm mark.

Lights are out for 9.10pm

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Geoff, with his beloved Sony TV set up and finally working...

Diary For - Friday 4th February - 2010

Another morning went by with the miserable crew. Some of the people that work here are just awful. Granted, that the time we work is not the best, and most sociable of hours, but please, I ask you… is it too much for a smile with pleasantries…?

Got back to the house and noticed that mister posty had dropped off my confirmation notice for my Filmlink® magazine subscription that Wendy got me a few weeks ago.

As I opened the envelope I noticed a free DVD with a yearly subscription note, it was a movie called The Hoax, 2006 starring Richard Gere. I hadn’t seen the film, nor had thousands of others probably from its title, but I would give it a go later on in the week.

Fell asleep on the couch again, which is becoming a habit now, and was awaken by Geoff, Wendy’s friend who had just picked up his new Sony® TV and was looking for guidance from yours truly… I took a deep breath and let out a long sigh before telling Geoff that I’d pop round and help him out with the installation.

As always I get lost looking for a new location, this one being Geoff’s house and reside with the fact that I have to get Geoff out and guide me to his house using his car…

Met Geoff’s dad Mr. Stacy, who is a really nice guy, very friendly and pleasant, one of the few non-family members I’ve met and thought what a simple, pleasant, kind person.

Sorted the TV out, though we had a nightmare with the aerial socket. Don’t ask.

I helped Geoff go online and register his TV and apply for his new Blueray® player. I am thinking of asking Sony® for a percentage cut of their profits, what with all this business that I’m getting them. I stay longer than I thought I would and notice that the time is almost 6.40pm I tell Geoff that I am off home, as I have to prepare for work tonight.

As I leave he insists that he takes me for a meal to make up for my help, I say he doesn’t have to, but he insists… I reluctantly agree to meet up tomorrow…

Head back home and get a shower, write my blog, make my sandwiches and set the video recorder for Medium tonight on channel 10.

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In the distance poor Brian, working away...

Me with the Baz-card... Thanks!

Diary For - Wednesday 3rd February - 2010

Once more my day starts at 1.30am and continues till I get back home for 1pm. I feel rough once more, but I have a lot to get through today, though I’ll probably end up doing nothing.... The weather is really warm now and everything that need’s to be done is just an effort… besides after my 10-12 hour shift my eyes just want to close.

Had a nice surprise when I parked up outside my house this afternoon. I checked out the mailbox and noticed a postcard; it was from Mr. Francis, back in the UK.

He had sent me a postcard, made by him, of the two of us outside the house when he was over here a few weeks ago. There was a nice personal note written on the back plus two cool looking stamps, they were both album covers. One was of Blur’s - Parklife and the other was The Clash – London’s Calling. So, if you’re reading this… Thank You!

I headed for my Mac™ after opening all the house windows and doors and started to update the old blog.

Chilled out in the afternoon and watched all the extra features on Dr. No, 1962.

Made my sandwiches and got a shower and shave, spoke to Miss Shone on the phone for a bit before heading for bed. Hit the pillow around 9.30pm.

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The relief... I get the phone cable, well, its better than the phone bill!

Lovely gifts from back home (Well, my second home now!)

Diary For - Tuesday 2nd February - 2010

Last nights late night, which produced some serious loss of sleep, was taking its toll this morning, as I just couldn’t think straight… I felt like everything was far away… I was becoming Edward Norton in Fight Club, 1999.

Got to work – even though I just didn’t want to be there, and got my head down and hit the orders out the park. I thought I was doing well, but the amount of visits I got from Mark – ‘Niffty’ reminded me I was beginning to realize how wrong I could be. I didn’t get many wrong, just two, though the last one wasn’t really my fault as Charlie told me to use one of the doggy pieces of meat, which I did try and contest against… But, I always do as I’m told in times of trouble.

Chatted to Daz – the other Irish guy who is working at Haverick Meats™ about Michael. I started the conversation off about how f*** miserable he is, and that I’ve given up trying to talk to him anymore…

Daz quickly put me in the picture about him, and my convictions quickly changed after I realised what makes a man like Michael so miserable…

Apparently Michael’s story starts off with his father dying when he was at a very young age and his brother lousing an arm in a mince machine when he too was very young working as a Butcher/apprentice.

Michael also has a slight facial disfigurement – nothing too bad though. Apparently when he went on holiday, a few years back, he was riding a motorbike around some island within the European sector, and come clean off smashing his face into the ground and cutting himself to pieces.

He bought his mother a lotto ticket and she won a $1, million dollars and didn’t share it, which all concludes to this Greek tragedy (Ironic really, as his father was Greek too!) All this information give some background to why he’s got a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp. Though it still shouldn’t be an excuse for him to walk round like a depressed telegraph pole.

Though armed with this new information now, I will try to be less judgmental on him, and his conversational skills… and live with just a mumbled ‘Morning’ when I enter the work zone…

After getting back home and having a power kip I headed over to picked up my mobile phone cable from the St George branch over in the Sutherland area, which Angela had sent down from Wollongong. Thanks ANGELA!

Watched half of Dr. No, 1962 when I got back after picking up some more food supplies in the evening and jut chilled out.

Chatted briefly to Wendy before bed, at 10 pm, as she’d just come back from a wonderful night out with some business people from the Bank.

I crashed out around 10pm again…

Diary For - Monday 1st February - 2010

And so begins another fresh month, and this one looks like I’ll be on my own for the first half of it, due to Miss Shone’s disappearance to Melbourne, with work.

Headed into work for the usual time of 1.30am not before having to pop in and get some petroleum along the way. There was a young Asian guy working behind the counter smiling at me profusely, as if I have just been put in charge of the lottery, and I was delivering him his six chosen winning numbers.

How do those Asian’s keep awake and smiling throughout the night…? Whatever it is there on, I could do with a ton of it…

I get angry as I get to work as I have forgotten my locker key…. Shit! I make the most of a bad situation and grab a spare shirt and pants and get ready for the shift.

We seemed to finish picking the meat produce really early this morning, around the 8.30am mark, we are then all fighting for something to do, except for me, as I know the chicken fridge awaits my attention.

I leave for home dead on 12 pm, which is early for me, and drive to the big city of Jannali. On arrival I open all the windows in the house, as it is really stuff inside.

After visiting the toilet, I hit the Mac® and try to update my diary/blog. I fail miserably as I struggle to keep my eyes awake. I hit the couch and have an hour charge up.

Woke up to the sounds of my mobile phone, it was Wendy asking me how I was… Had a brief chat before she got back to work and I went back on my computer, for a change.

Literally pissed about today and just wasted the afternoon, very relaxing though. Watched all the features on The Man with the Golden Gun, 1974 and then headed for bed after making my sandwiches and getting a shower around 9pm, Stayed up waiting for my promised sequel call from Miss Shone, but didn’t know at the time that she had forgotten to bring her phone back to the apartment with her… D’oh!

Final stage call, then lights out for 10pm.

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Seeing Wendy off at Sydney Airport...

Seeing off our old mattress and bed... into the street.

Dumping shit into the middle of the street feels so wrong. But I like it...

Diary For - Sunday 31st January - 2010

I awake from a heavy sleep around 9.30am; I go to the kitchen, which is just outside our bedroom. I say ‘our’, when in fact I should say Ian & Angela’s bedroom!

I met a very groggy Mr. Tudor who is making a start on the breakfast for us; these are traits I share with Mr. Tudor, as we both love the mornings… Not!

Both Ian and Angela have been on a high protein diet all week, and so bacon and egg are the order of the day. Which is perfectly fine with Wendy and I.

There is a slight delay on the Bacon and egg front as the girls go out to pick up the coffees from Michelle™, which takes forever.

Wendy and I leave the Tudor/Thompson household for around 11.30am to get back home for Wendy to pack and drove to the airport for her 2.45pm flight.

We check in for 1.30pm and have a Subway™ sandwich and pineapple juice while we wait for the flight to be called out.

I see Miss Shone off from the Virgin® departure gate No. 32 and it’s hugs and kisses all round, as we won’t be seeing each other for 2 weeks now...

I drove thru Rockdale on the way back home from the airport hoping to find a USB cable to charge my phone from a shop Ian recommended to me, as I left mine at the Tudor/Thompson residents. I know I’m an idiot…

Though I did ask Angela to post the cable back to me through her internal mail system at the St George bank, which I’d pick up at the Sutherland branch, as it was free – cheeky I know! I still wanted a back up on, as they are used to power the phone, unlike a proper battery charger… Well, I did find myself in the possession of an $800 phone…

After making the long difficult journey over there which resulted in a closed front door, I then drove to Jannali and picked up some supplies from Flemings® supermarket and then headed home.

As its council pick up day tomorrow – which only comes twice a year now, I stripped the spare bedroom and cleared out the old bed to make way for a new one. Wendy and I are finally setting up the back bedroom ready for when my parents eventually come out, later in the year…

Lucky for my Ian, from next door, was chopping down a tree and offered to give me a hand. I Chatted to him for awhile and showed him around the place, as a return view of the tour he gave me a few weeks back… before he finally got back to his over grown tree cutting.

Wendy called me around 6.30pm telling me that she had arrived safely and that she’d just got back from food shopping, just like myself. Then, it was talk about her apartment and the fact that it was only a 2-minute walk to work.

After the chat, I wrote my blog up before getting a shave and shower and something to eat. Watched a bit of a movie – The Man with the Golden Gun, 1974 before heading for bed. Lights out for 9.30pm.

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The joy of stock check....

Yes, it looks like double dutch to me too!

Poor Boe, even after I leave, he's still got another hour to go...

Better, brighter times... All the gang, together again...

Diary For - Saturday 30th January - 2010

And so to the last working day of the week, thank Christ…

Went into work early, as per norm for a Saturday and started at 2am. The orders were flying in left right and center this morning, I felt like I was in Vietnam, under heavy fire… The shift went quite quick, though I was extremely pissed off when I was given the stock check forms again. And they were not just the daily ones this time, but also the ones for the weekend… Which were 4 pages long!

To say that I felt like crying would turn me into a big girl, but I held back the tear ducks and pressed on, with teeth firmly grinding as I marked down the stock…

Got home for 10am and felt like a tag team member as Wendy took the car off me and headed into work herself – she was preparing for her Melbourne trip.

I headed for the bed once more – a recharge was needed, and later on I updated my blog.

When Wendy came home I told her about my ‘new’ mobile phone in the car story.

We then headed for Ian and Angela’s for 6.10pm and arrived at 7pm.

Had food from Country Noodle™, which was very nice, and filling, as always.

Ian and I sorted out my new phone… which in fact Ian did la solo, while I helped by watching him…

The girls chatted in the living room while we checked out some of Ian’s biking photos, with me nagging him about not taking enough.

I crashed out as always around the 11pm mark and went to bed on my own around 11.10pm while the girls and Ian stayed up watching some awful tacky TV.

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The sounds of silence... as everyone else pisses off home!

Diary For - Friday 29th January - 2010

Left for work again this morning at around 1.45am. Another long tough day waited.

Eventually left work around 1pm, had a phone message from Ken at Hawley so I phoned him back, apparently there were more edits to be made… I’m beginning to think that we needed a proper ‘brief’ with precise directions to follow and Archive… Mmm… major lesson learnt here Mr. Jones.

Got back home and fought for a car park space outside my own home, again, then started immediately on the re-edits.

Took a break round 2pm and started watching The Departed, 2006 on Blueray™ fell asleep but hit the rewind button to play catch up.

Had a phone call from Jeff asking if he could take Wendy and I out for a Thai meal tonight. I said I’d have to ask the boss, but couldn’t see a problem…

Finished off the ‘new’ version of the Hawley promo and sent it off to Ken for approval. It went off a little late, but what the hell, it took me ages to make all those virtual impossible edit decisions with limited footage… After all I think Thelma Schoonamaker would be proud of the finished article.

Wendy phoned around 5.30pm and I passed the information on about Jeff’s meal invite, we then arranged for me to pick Wendy up for 6.30 at Jannali station and drive over to Gymea to meet up with Jeffery.

Wendy was running late, and we eventually met up with Jeff for 7.30pm after dropping some stuff off at home.

The night went quite well, with excellent food and company. Though I don’t think the banquet helped Jeff’s waistline, either ours come to think about it… But, there again Wendy and I hadn’t signed up for a muscle beach torture trip all performed in 6 weeks.

Wendy and I left the restaurant and drove back home for 9.20pm, yes, I was beyond my usual time boundaries, but the weekend was almost upon me, with a hot sexy lie in awaiting my attention… Did my sandwiches and headed for bed A.S.A.P.

Lights out for 10pm.

Diary For - Thursday 28th January - 2010

Eventually came home from work at 1.30pm, felling shagged. I suddenly realised that the kids have gone back to school. How did I deduce this…? As there was a bunch of strange cars parked in our driveway, well, not in it, but all around it. Bastards!

Got into the house and felt like just sleeping the afternoon away. But what with a looming deadline with Hawley, I needed to plough on. I did take a break around 3pm and watched all the features on the sexy Blueray™ version of Live and Let Die, 1973 while having a bowl of cereal and a can of coke.

In the end it was no good, I just collapse on the couch for what was going to be a 20-minute power kip…

One hour later I was awaken by a phone call. It was Ken from Hawley checking in and giving me his feedback on the promo. I took all the notes on board and adjusted accordingly.

Wendy phoned me to let me know that she was on her way home at 6pm, I said that I’d make a start on the tea, but got caught up in the Mac® world of editing…

As Wendy arrived home the thunder kicked off again, not her disappointment of having no tea, but the actual sound of thunder, outside. But with only a light trickle of rain, I was grateful of the after cool breeze that followed such heavy storms.

Made tea for 7pm and ate shortly after. I rested on the couch, letting the tea settle down before sending off the new version of the promo to Ken, via email that night.

Updated my diary and then had a shower and made my butties.

Got into bed for 9.30pm and hit the lights straight away…

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The place of necessity... Though it comes with a price!

Diary For - Wednesday 27th January - 2010

Took the car for an M.O.T. after work, well over here there called a service, which makes more sense I suppose.

Geoff – Wendy’s friend from the bank, picked me up outside the garage, I had arranged to met up with him through Wendy… He needed my help, doesn’t everyone?

We chatted for a bit about his electronically needs. All I could think about was food…

We headed over to The Good Guys™ first; as Geoff wanted to check out all the offers that Wendy and I were entertained with when we were purchasing our TV.

After parking up, out in the front, I took Geoff into a World he knew nothing about. He politely nodded to the sales rep with no intention of purchasing anything from them. The rep must have been desperate as he was acting like a great white shark, he just wouldn’t let go… In the end I pulled Geoff away with us both thanking the sales rep with a reply “I think we need to think about this price…”

Geoff drove us over to Miranda where we both got something to eat. I then took him for a wonder around JB –Hi-Fi™ where he lost his mind. He still didn’t purchase anything and we walked away for a coffee and a cake, which I thought would damage his training program. Jeff, like many of us is over weight and is trying to get back into some humanistic shape. Bless him…

Jeffery had just joined a gym with high expectations of a six-week miracle; only time would tell… well, 6 weeks time to put a figure on it…

I got the magic phone call from Tony – at the garage around 4.30pm and Jeff graciously drove me back. After seeing Jeff off I had to wait for a few minutes till the car finally got brought back, from where I don’t know… After all, the garage I’d brought it to looked like it had all the required tools for he job… Hell, what did I know!

Wendy asked me to pick her up, as I was only 20 minutes away, which I did. Besides, Wendy had suggested some supper at Alexander’s™ and one couldn’t turn down an offer like that, could one?

I arrived early at Kogarah and ordered a coffee while listening to my iPod™.

Wendy came across soon after.

We shared a pizza and some wedges, and had quite a nice night, very pleasant.

Wendy drove back home, as I wanted her to see what $700 felt like, though I will admit that there was a great difference in the steering and performance, but my soul was still hurting from the Debit card damage… I know, a car is a necessary item, but it still hurts paying for a bill like that.

We got in and I immediately started on my ritual of making my butties and having a shower, well the time was 8.30pm already… Where does the day go?

I headed for bed soon after while Miss Shone stayed up watching the TV.

Diary For - Tuesday 26th January - 2010

It’s a big day in Australian history today. Yes, that’s right, it’s Australia Day. Which means one thing… A nice big, fat public holiday, and a fantastic day off work!

Woke about 9am Made Wendy and myself a coffee and some cereal, as Wendy was coming around I jumped on the Mac® and tried to finish off the Hawley video project, well, one of them anyway, as well as updating my blog.

Wendy headed off to work as she wanted to do some printing and laminating and she thought it would be quiet in work and that she’d get through more.

I just continued with the editing of the said project.

Wendy got back for 3pm and brought me home one of my favorite cakes; A Pecan Danish, Mmm… tasty. We sat in the back room and had a slice each while taking in the summer breeze.

Relaxed and just worked on our computers till 7pm. We then went outside and raked the lawn and trimmed all the garden edges. It’s better to do stuff like this at this time of the day, as the temperature isn’t so punishing.

We came in for 8pm and I went through the night ritual of making my sandwiches and getting a shower before bed. Lights out for 9.20pm.