Then off to Hastings which was a little Smith's lyrical ("the coastal town they forgot to bomb"), but nice enough. I did particularly like the mini mangrove (the picture doesn't do justice to the bonsai-like character of it). Then a quick run around the local playground and home again, home again jiggity jig.
Monday, 3 June 2013
Cabin Fever
Yesterday we were all driving each other mad - just too much time doing puzzles, baking and playing chess with the boys. The sun peeked out and we mounted an excursion, a pick-a-direction-and-drive kind of thing. We took the Mornington-Tyabb Road with a view to heading across the peninsula to the other coast. We stopped at a great little spot called The Vintage Shed, which had some beauties (the yellow chair and red, teeny-tiny kitchen set being my most favourite).
Then off to Hastings which was a little Smith's lyrical ("the coastal town they forgot to bomb"), but nice enough. I did particularly like the mini mangrove (the picture doesn't do justice to the bonsai-like character of it). Then a quick run around the local playground and home again, home again jiggity jig.
Then off to Hastings which was a little Smith's lyrical ("the coastal town they forgot to bomb"), but nice enough. I did particularly like the mini mangrove (the picture doesn't do justice to the bonsai-like character of it). Then a quick run around the local playground and home again, home again jiggity jig.
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