A day at the beach.

Friday night and all of Saturday were spent within the confines of bed. I've now calculated that this flu/cold/fever/sore throat/cough/clogged nose/phlegm thingy has been burrowing it's way through my system for the past two months, popping up like a mole whenever I feel like I'm on the mend. To say I'm over it would be an understatement.

Feeling marginally better on Sunday and with the added confidence of codral, we jumped in the car and made our way down the coast road to Portsea. Cracking spot, particularly the hotel. I remember Dave taking us there over a decade ago when we indulged in the Portsea Pub Platter. That same platter will now set you back a cool $115 so we opted for something a little more affordable.

A lovely afternoon with beautiful weather, good brew and a very scenic location.

see ya,
Minas.

Cats and Dogs

It's been a full house recently with two sets of friends taking up our offer of air mattress hospitality. Last weekend it was friends from BrisVegas and this weekend was our dear neighbour Jocelyn with her son Hari (Bodhi's best mate) in tow.

Bodhi and Hari picked up right where they left off fighting like cats and dogs.

While we'd previously enjoyed an earnest beginning to the father-son weekend soccer sessions, they've rapidly descended to the point where fatherly desire is far outweighing the son's willingness. Saturday morning's session was a repeat of last weekend's tantrum fest. It might be time to give Ballet a try.

In the arvo I took both Bodhi and Hari to Science Works to give the girls some time out and discovered an absolute gem of a place. For the bargain basement price of $8 per adult, kids free, I honestly wonder about the business model. Three hours later I had to drag them out kicking and screaming, begging for more. I dare say we'll be back.

Dropped Jocelyn and Hari at the airport on Sunday then took Bodhi to the cinema for the final installment of the Toy Story trilogy - great flick. Lived up to the hype.

see ya,
Minas.

Cheeky Weekend

Three weeks later and i've still got this damn cold. It's been hanging around so long even my shadow's getting jealous.

Friday night we parked the car in long term parking (18:53pm) and flew to Sydney for a weekend wedding. Bodhi and I both suffering from the flu looked like death warmed up. I felt sorry for the other passengers having to breath the same air. Thankfully mum was there to pick us up and medicate us to within some semblance of normalcy.

Saturday started all grey and overcast convincing the groom to move the ceremony indoors. By 4pm with glorious sun outside my cousin and his bride were joined in matrimony. I don't know why but every wedding always prompts someone to ask when we're going to get married. Like people have just realised the huge mistake they've just made and are thinking safety in numbers...or something like that. I should say though The Lovely Samantha looked like a glamazon (more so than usual anyway). I bid an early farewell on account of the cold and by the sounds of Sam the next morning, she should have too. The coffee liquer on each table tasted very nice on the way down.

We met the usual suspects for a massive yum cha bash in the city. Two tables of screaming kids and ravenous parents.

I flew back to Melb by myself, returning to the long term car park at exactly 18:55pm (two minutes over the two day discount rate), costing me an extra $30.

Dinner at a very swanky establishment (Matteos in Fitzroy) with my uncle and aunty who were in town for a cheeky weekend.

see ya,
Minas.