Our fortieth wedding anniversary has just dawned and Nanette has already posted something sweet and touching on Facebook. No worries, I can match that!
Have you ever chosen a place to eat based on the number of people at the tables?…..We pick one with a great view. “Sorry sir, do you have a reservation?”
It’s 8:27 AM. We’re sitting on a bench outside our hotel, talking with a guy from California. He’s been complaining that his wife tends to wander off without telling him, right before they have to go somewhere. We’ve all booked the train-gondola combo trip to Kuranda, including free bus pickup at 8:35 sharp.
It feels weird to board a plane without our passports.
We have one of those significant anniversaries coming up this weekend and want to celebrate in style. “How about lunch at McDonalds?” Frosty smile. “Or maybe a trip to Bunnings to check out some new power tools?” Still no reply. “Er, how about a short trip somewhere nice?” Bingo!
Like all good sequels, this story picks up just before the point where my last story finished.
If you google “things to do in Brisbane on a rainy day” you don’t get many results.
How often do you find your life directed by bells and whistles? Take yesterday afternoon. We’ve opted for a quick look at the cathedral before we start home from the Adelaide oval. An old hand woven banner catches my attention. “The St Peter’s Bell Ringer Association.”