We left Lismore last Thursday afternoon to attend the funeral of our dear friend Terry Mateer, aka Bubbles Le Gaye, in Newcastle on Friday afternoon. Malte came down as well and we left early Saturday, after catching up for dinner with Geoff and Graham on the Friday night, and drove home via the New England highway and overnighted at Tenterfield, at Stannum House. I hadn't told Steve or Malte where we would be staying so they both got a surprise when I told Steve to stop the car out the front of this mansion, because this is where we were staying.
The mansion was finished in 1888 and it is stunning.
There are four bedrooms andI had booked us into the Julius Caesar Room, which was vast and included a queen bed (for Malte) and a king for Steve and I. Malte couldn't stop giggling when we were shown into our room. It was incredibly decorated and vast.
After we had driven up to a nearby lookout at Mt McKenzie, seeing grey kangaroo, swamp wallaby and wallaroo in a five minute section of the road up to the lookout, and watching a brilliant sunset, we came back and got ready to go out to the Royal Hotel for a few drinks before coming back to the Thai restaurant in Stannum House for dinner. Here is Malte looking his best for a Big Night Out in Tenterfield: suitably charming.
The grand staircase
Malte and one of the staff of Tenterfield Thai which was again, astonishingly decorated - very lush (Bubbles would have loved it), and the food was easily some of the best Thai we had ever eaten. In the words of our friend, Cal, after a couple of bottles of wine following a few beers at the pub earlier, we got a little bit silly.
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