I
woke up to the sound of rain tinkering sporadically on the tin roof. With my
eyes closed, I waited for the long awaited downpour. The tinkering gradually
faded away.
I
walked outside to check if I dreaming. It was outside and
the ground was hardly wet. It was just a tease. The rain decided not to continue its music on the roof here.
Wayne
was already here. He and dad went out to fetch some hay for him to feed his
sheep.
After
breakfast, we were invited by Caitlin to her house for the children to ride
Carly’s pony, Santa.
We
then drove to Kanmantoo for lunch at Osteria Sosta. The Italian meal here was
memorable as it was delicious, country sized serve and wonderful service. The chef, John, even came out to talk to each
patron. His
real name is Eugenio Sanso. He has cooked for famous patrons such as Shirley Bassey, Frank Sinatra,
and Ella Fitzgerald.
Dad
accidentally left his car keys and phone locked in his car. The RAA came to
help. We went to Bleasdale for wine tasting. It was an interesting vineyard as their
method is the flooding of the wines.
We asked Dad about their fire plan. They had one but when he started the tractor, but the battery was flat! Glad we checked!
Dad
gave Kim all the documentation and photos that were related to the Daldy Family
Tree. It was great to listen to Dad’s stories of each member of his family. Is
this recorded somewhere? I think we should start a website and record this information
so it would not get lost and forgotten.
One
of the dogs, Archer, had blood coming out of its nostrils. Dad and Linda have taken him
numerous times to the vets but they still didn’t know the cause. Unfortunately,
I think that there is a pus filled cavity in its head somewhere that will cause
further infection.
Dinner
was another simple affair of pan-fried King George Whiting, peeled prawns and
salad.
We
fed the chickens prawn shells that evening and the chickens absolutely loved it.
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