Blow. Blow. Blow.
It’s blustery, wet and wild today but the coffee house is warm and snug. As much as I’d like to stay here, I have to hustle home in the rain. It’s packing time.
Yup, we are travelling again and this time it’s to a place just as beautiful as Africa with a wealth of history and grandeur. Oz. Next Monday we shall be sipping coffee together in the sun and, hopefully, with some new Ozzie friends.
Writing has slowed as I have been finishing off work-type things and packing for sprogs and Hubble. The worst part has been choosing a dress to wear to the wedding. Who knew there were so many styles to choose from? I hate shopping and of course my teenage daughter has been in retail heaven as we have had to top up wardrobes for the trip. Everyone in the family has grown, apart from me! I seem to be shrinking in size as the sprogs tower over me.
The dress has been chosen and a fascinator to match. Shoes are packed and the choice selection of comfy shoes. Now the question is, should I download books on my device or stack my suitcase with a selection of good reads? Who cares if there’s no space for toothbrushes and swimming cozzies? Fine, the others might get a little upset if I throw out their clothes but what’s the point of a holiday if you can’t relax and read?
Maybe I’ll be lucky and find a gem if a book by an Aussie author. That’s an exciting thought. If you have any recommendations, I’d love to hear from you.
Well, I shall bid you farewell for now. See you on the other side of the world!
Thoughts by Mello-Elo 