Sunday Drive

I’ve been in a bit of a black funk lately. For 2 weeks the cyclone induced heat has been unbearably humid. The annus horribilus of shit surf in 2019 has rolled into 2020. It’s been too hot to garden or go cycling so I have done a lot of sitting around trying to stay cool. I feel as though I have undone my good work in trying to lose some weight (this is an ongoing issue). Sensing my frustration Robin decided to take me and our little aged poodle for a Sunday drive.

We headed inland towards Mt Barker - no cars on the road, driving through bush and open farmland – peace. We ended up at the Narrikup Country Store. It was typical of the random general stores you find in tiny, loosely defined ‘communities’ that satellite between larger country towns. It’s obviously a regular stop for aged bikers. There were 4 locals having burgers - the older women glared at me a lot. We had a cherry & caramel slice each. Mine was pure sugar. There wasn't one non-sugar bomb drink in the fridge so I declined everything. Robin played a piece on the old piano - he would have played more but it was out of tune and putting him off his stride.

The owner was a bit 'typical' too - an Aussie ‘bloke’ who knew about Facebook and suggested we ‘like’ his page so we would know when the music nights were on. Oh and don't forget about the footy tipping (couldn't bear to tell him I hate sport). We are going to go there for pizza or fish & chips one day and yes, they do a Hawaiin with pineapple (which I won't be ordering). I love quirky little places like that. They remind me of the Australia I grew up in. It’s getting harder to find.

We came back via the local airport because apparently Mynee likes looking at the planes. She had a little walk and rode on my knee all the way. Just a bit inland from the coast where we are it is very dry. It would be nice if summer were officially over but I hear, thanks to climate change, we now have 5 months of summer. As if Australia needed to get any hotter!