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 4.5.2021

 

It is horrible outside today. Cold damp and miserable. Even the dog would not come outside to do the farm work with me!  The mornings chores are not so bad once I start.  We do the same routine every day, so it is like a dance routine, and works out so everything gets fed and the goats milked with the minimum of effort. If we follow the same routine everyday all the buckets and gear end up in the right places without having to think about it.

 

Luckily until yesterday the weather was sunny and dry.  Edd and I worked on the drainage and water proofing of the car port walls. We are not quite finished, but we are getting there.  We would not be this far if it were not for our son Josh.  He was over from Perth and dug out behind the walls to make room for the drainage pipes.  We have been unable to find anyone who would do this job by machine or hand, so we were extremely grateful for Josh’s superb effort.

Sadly, he was able to help because he and his partner of several years have split up.  I really thought they were a good match and wish they could have sorted out a shared future that suited them both.  When there seemed no hope of a new start Josh flew back to WA to pick up his car and cleanout his stuff from their rented house.  He should arrive back here any time now.  It is a marathon road trip so I will be much happier when he is safely home.

 

Travelling in Australia is a bit unpredictable at the moment. Whenever a case of Covid gets found in the community there is the risk of lockdowns and border closures. It is possible to get stuck away from home or sent into expensive and not very safe hotel quarantine.  There were some cases in Perth recently, but Josh has managed to get backward and forward without penalties. He says he has had no check points on the journey, but there was no guarantee what he would encounter.

 

We have more drama coming up with my granddaughter. She has been told that she must move out of the house she rents in September. This is such a shame as she has worked so hard on the garden. She has beautifully tended vegetable plots where there was once a scrappy lawn, and she has a small pen for her chickens in a corner under a tree where nothing would grow. For her daughters second birthday she has set up and repaired a little cubby house for her and her friends to play in.  We are worried now because for her to find another rental place as nice that she can afford will be really hard.  

 

On a better note, Bo’s family look really happy in their new house. Edd and I joined them and Simon’s parents for a meal last Sunday