Wet August

We had quite a deluge over the past week or so and my records indicate 150mm so far this month, compared with 29.5mm last year and 5.5mm the year before. All this rain will be great for plant growth during spring, however, so the valley should be restored to its green hues within weeks and the grass in the paddock will soon be making the boys happy again (not that kind of grass, pulease).

We had a great weekend in Sydney, primarily to attend the 50th birthday do of our friend, Keith, then dinner with Puppy before the three of us saw Hairspray (lots of fun) and then ended the night with a cocktail or two back at our hotel. Pup got home to Elizabeth Bay OK and we headed to bed. Brunch the next day was with my bro, Brett, at Newtown, followed by a spot of bookshelf assembly back at his new apartment in Camperdown. Back out to the airport and up to Coolangatta, and, after helping a couple of friendly Byron Bay musos start their battery-dead ute, and receiving one of their CDs in return, we headed home under clear skies and the reassuring form of Wollumbin/Mt Warning.

We had left the house and animals in the care of Jules, our current Helpxer who did a very good job of house and animal minding while we were away. Jules is a French lad who comes from Reunion Island, a French territory off the coast of Madagascar, and seems to be loving his time here. He made friends with a racing pigeon today and, after taking a pic of its leg band rego number, was able to find out, via the Internet, that the pigeon had set off on a race from Newcastle two years ago. Is there anything you can't find an answer to, anymore?