After confirming the contents of last nights post, she awoke this morning shivering whilst thinking about the good new man but then soon realised it was only due to the van being on the cool side again. She fully wakes up with her hands wrapped tightly around, no not my neck, a cup of tea, sipping it slowly whilst I gyrated around the van in a mankini singing "Happy Birthday".
She opened her cards, most of which reminded her that not only was it her Birthday, it was a new decade she was starting. I could never be so cruel and had bought her the most stunningly beautiful card you can imagine and then when she read the tender and sensitive words written inside, there was a tear in her eye........ I then asked if she was ready to unwrap her present from me which I must say, was not easy to get here without her noticing, you could not only see the excitement building up in her but feel it as well, I then threw back the side door of the van and there before her very eyes was a 'Wheel Chair' with a ribbon on....... Oh how the tears flowed......
First stop is to search out a nice restaurant for this evening, not an easy task when most of them stop serving between 6-7pm, we settle on the nearest as its only been open a month and is getting a lot of praise from the locals.
We are off next to Prevelly and the Margaret River mouth where all the Surfer Babes and Dudes go, it's not even 10am and yet they are in the water and the car parks are full. No point in staying as we have an appointment at 11am with the 'Eagles Heritage' Sanctuary, this is where any injured Bird of Prey gets taken to, to recover and be prepared for being released back into the wild. We have half hour to walk around looking at the various birds before we sit down to watch a live demonstration of raptors whilst being given a talk concerning, their habits, likes, abilities etc and the typical Australian attitude of blasting them out of the sky (with a Govt Licence) as either Sport or under the misapprehension that they have swooped down and killed a cow or sheep......
Someone, whose Birthday is today, is given the opportunity to hold a Barn Owl and is amazed when it starts singing '60yrs today, 60yrs today'...........
After the demonstration we finish the tour and due to having written, "You are in charge today" in her card, she decides she would like us to return to the 'Berry Farm' as this may just be her last ever opportunity to see the wrens she is so fond of. We arrive and go through the procedure of ordering a scone and drinks, not necessarily for us to consume but to attract the birds. Madre Mia, she is happy and smiling again and soon has her new camera lens focusing on all things blue........
We then go to the 2014 Winery winner of the year and I have to say, I wish I had dressed up a bit........ Most of the places you go into out here are a bit spit and sawdustish but as we have driven around past winery after winery, the entrances, the grounds and the buildings all look smart, modern, clean, tidy and as if someone cares enough to want the place to make an impression. We settle on just the cafe experience and I pay the estate's wage bill for the weekend after seeing a Raspberry and White Chocolate Cheesecake, it suddenly becomes someone's B'Day cake, which although she let me have a taster, she really enjoyed.
On the way out I had a wine tasting and paid the wages for the rest of the week by buying a bottle of red to see me over until we get to Perth, this was even after I had given the lady serving us, who is going to Spain this June a free Spanish lesson, " Una Copa de Vino Tinto".........
We return to camp and go for a walk in the forest, we get 200ft in and I hear, "You Bastard" I'm flummoxed as I don't know what I have done....... I turn around and find some flying insect about an inch and half long with long orange wiggly bits has bitten her, I do my Dr Dolittle bit and instruct them not to bite her anymore as its her birthday and then Yelp like a little dog who has had his foot trodden on because it's bitten me instead......... Enough of the forest, we return to the sanctuary of the van and a can of Aerogard......
Okay my little old lady shall we go to dinner, we are off to the new pub up the road, we order and sit at the table with the number eighty three, we change tables as soon as possible because of the feral kids doing whatever they like whilst the parents ignore them........ It's busy, it's got a good atmosphere, it's sunny and we are outside and it's a Birthday meal of Pizza and a Burger.....
I'm thinking, I know how to impress, let the good man beat that birthday meal........
It's 6.45pm and a guy comes over to say, bar closes in 15 minutes, I have 4 X Guinness and an expensive bottle of red in the fridge so what with the car parked next to us leaving making it slightly easier for me to pull out an 18ft van without hitting anything, we are off.......
But not before I spy a woman and a guy that had been at the Berry Farm earlier. She was taking photos of a wren as was Julie, when he walked up, obviously did not like the fact Julie was near to their table, so dragged a chair across the floor banging the table causing the bird to fly off.
Ho Ho Ho, it's time for me to play, he has bought a taster kit of beers, four glasses of different types of beer, he is smiling and poses with them for a photograph at which I say, "Excuse me, how did the photos of the wrens come out". He he he, she talks to us for at least five minutes whilst I'm thinking up question after question to ask her and he with the long face reads the menu three times in a row.......
She opened her cards, most of which reminded her that not only was it her Birthday, it was a new decade she was starting. I could never be so cruel and had bought her the most stunningly beautiful card you can imagine and then when she read the tender and sensitive words written inside, there was a tear in her eye........ I then asked if she was ready to unwrap her present from me which I must say, was not easy to get here without her noticing, you could not only see the excitement building up in her but feel it as well, I then threw back the side door of the van and there before her very eyes was a 'Wheel Chair' with a ribbon on....... Oh how the tears flowed......
First stop is to search out a nice restaurant for this evening, not an easy task when most of them stop serving between 6-7pm, we settle on the nearest as its only been open a month and is getting a lot of praise from the locals.
We are off next to Prevelly and the Margaret River mouth where all the Surfer Babes and Dudes go, it's not even 10am and yet they are in the water and the car parks are full. No point in staying as we have an appointment at 11am with the 'Eagles Heritage' Sanctuary, this is where any injured Bird of Prey gets taken to, to recover and be prepared for being released back into the wild. We have half hour to walk around looking at the various birds before we sit down to watch a live demonstration of raptors whilst being given a talk concerning, their habits, likes, abilities etc and the typical Australian attitude of blasting them out of the sky (with a Govt Licence) as either Sport or under the misapprehension that they have swooped down and killed a cow or sheep......
Someone, whose Birthday is today, is given the opportunity to hold a Barn Owl and is amazed when it starts singing '60yrs today, 60yrs today'...........
After the demonstration we finish the tour and due to having written, "You are in charge today" in her card, she decides she would like us to return to the 'Berry Farm' as this may just be her last ever opportunity to see the wrens she is so fond of. We arrive and go through the procedure of ordering a scone and drinks, not necessarily for us to consume but to attract the birds. Madre Mia, she is happy and smiling again and soon has her new camera lens focusing on all things blue........
We then go to the 2014 Winery winner of the year and I have to say, I wish I had dressed up a bit........ Most of the places you go into out here are a bit spit and sawdustish but as we have driven around past winery after winery, the entrances, the grounds and the buildings all look smart, modern, clean, tidy and as if someone cares enough to want the place to make an impression. We settle on just the cafe experience and I pay the estate's wage bill for the weekend after seeing a Raspberry and White Chocolate Cheesecake, it suddenly becomes someone's B'Day cake, which although she let me have a taster, she really enjoyed.
On the way out I had a wine tasting and paid the wages for the rest of the week by buying a bottle of red to see me over until we get to Perth, this was even after I had given the lady serving us, who is going to Spain this June a free Spanish lesson, " Una Copa de Vino Tinto".........
We return to camp and go for a walk in the forest, we get 200ft in and I hear, "You Bastard" I'm flummoxed as I don't know what I have done....... I turn around and find some flying insect about an inch and half long with long orange wiggly bits has bitten her, I do my Dr Dolittle bit and instruct them not to bite her anymore as its her birthday and then Yelp like a little dog who has had his foot trodden on because it's bitten me instead......... Enough of the forest, we return to the sanctuary of the van and a can of Aerogard......
Okay my little old lady shall we go to dinner, we are off to the new pub up the road, we order and sit at the table with the number eighty three, we change tables as soon as possible because of the feral kids doing whatever they like whilst the parents ignore them........ It's busy, it's got a good atmosphere, it's sunny and we are outside and it's a Birthday meal of Pizza and a Burger.....
I'm thinking, I know how to impress, let the good man beat that birthday meal........
It's 6.45pm and a guy comes over to say, bar closes in 15 minutes, I have 4 X Guinness and an expensive bottle of red in the fridge so what with the car parked next to us leaving making it slightly easier for me to pull out an 18ft van without hitting anything, we are off.......
But not before I spy a woman and a guy that had been at the Berry Farm earlier. She was taking photos of a wren as was Julie, when he walked up, obviously did not like the fact Julie was near to their table, so dragged a chair across the floor banging the table causing the bird to fly off.
Ho Ho Ho, it's time for me to play, he has bought a taster kit of beers, four glasses of different types of beer, he is smiling and poses with them for a photograph at which I say, "Excuse me, how did the photos of the wrens come out". He he he, she talks to us for at least five minutes whilst I'm thinking up question after question to ask her and he with the long face reads the menu three times in a row.......
Don't mess with Birthday Girl!
Ps: She say's "Thank you for the cards and good wishes and does anyone want a old ar*e hole when we are back"
What you laughing at, iv'e just poo'd on your hand
Black Kite performing for her tit bits
Boo ok Owl
Mummy feeding baby....
