I've picked up a few bits & pieces at the local Oppies. My favourite finds: Golden Book read along records, more stackers for the collection & gorgeous painted glasses.
The Date & I found a STUNNING red & white vinyl lounge suite at The Mill. I've never seen anything as gorgeous. All the pieces were there: two reclining armchairs, two footstools & a three seater sofa/divan. Unbelievable condition, so cool & now making its way to the super stylish home of someone else! Crikey - you've got to be quick!
Oh well... we would have had trouble fitting it in the car.
The Point Lonsdale Surf Lifesavers got up early today. By the time I got to the club (around 6am) they were packing up their gear. When I hit the front beach (6:10am), the street was closed & they were starting to set up.
It's a great event & this year it was slicker than ever before. I'm not sure the pretty female lifesavers unzipping suits were entirely necessary...
The Date's a golfer - he loves it & he's good at it.
The Small's are mini golfers - they love it.
The annual Mini Golf Tournament resulted in a draw between The Date & me - quite unbelievable but I'll be dining out on it for at least the next ten years.
The date & I talk a lot about the making of a memory.
I have so many wonderful childhood memories & we really want that for the smalls.
We've come to the conclusion that the very best memories of childhood holidays were not the "once in a lifetime" trips. It's more about the ritual type of holiday. The annual event...
the packing the pilgrimage the daily routine
These annual holidays & therefore the memories seem to merge into one event. I can't remember on exactly which Murray River holiday I learnt to slalom, or which year I burnt my feet on the parched earth, or when it was that we purchased garbage pail lollies from the milk bar. I've no idea which year we invented thong skiing, I'm pretty sketchy on the details of when the Block Ice Manufacturer closed, & how many years it rained.
In my memory... every day was 40 degrees, the sprinklers were always going, the meals at the golf club were in a class of their own, cartwheels on the putting green were always perfect, I never got burnt, the shrimps stayed away & a soft heavenly glow settled over our holiday rental belonging to Bee Jones.
Part of what has helped cement these memories is the footage shot on our Super 8 camera.
My Dad had these put onto video about 15 years ago...this confirmed that our holidays were nothing short of perfect (I'm skiing to Chariots of Fire!).
I'm planning to share some holiday snaps "Super 8" style. Feel free to switch off if you like...
OR maybe you've got some great holiday memories to share.
