Wet Weekend

Last weekend began with the great news from home that Pauline's dad was home from hospital and was progressing well with his recovery.

My mood was good and, even when the car broke down later that day, it remained so.

On Friday evening we ventured down to Wodonga High Street for the inaugural 'Lounging on High' event.

This is a council organised affair where the locals are encouraged to head down to the town centre with a chair or blanket, bring some refreshments and, basically, hang-out on and around the High Street.

They closed part of the road, there was a band on, face painting and entertainment for the kids, the new lights were illuminated on the town's iconic water tower and there was much merriment for all ages. It was pleasing to be recognised and greeted by a few people as we meandered around waving the flies away.

We met up with our South Walian buddies, Glyn, Deb and their son Al. After which, much beer began to flow. It was a balmy night and it felt like we were on holiday.

The party continued back at Glyn and Deb's house until the wee small hours where I proved that I had lost very little of my ping-pong skill by becoming the house champion, beating all-comers with an ease that could, in part, be attributed to the drunken state of my opponents.

The boozing continued on Saturday when we attended the official opening of the Wodonga Golf Club.

This place, due to it's close proximity to our house, will, undoubtedly, become our local. It's had a big refurbishment and is looking like a new pin. Again, there was much to do for the kids with bouncy castles, face-painting, free sausage sizzle, ball games and a cracking firework display. Again we were joined by Glyn, Deb and Al. We also met some new people and had another good night.

Finally, I'm beginning to feel the comforting warmth of a social circle developing.