Warrenmang Vineyard & Resort
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... so it's not that good for the fees coming in, I suppose.
Next morning we spotted another Sunliner Pinto coming in! We hardly ever see one, so it created a bit of chit chat! By this time, it was blowing a gale - Mum said it had been windy last night too, but I was asleep, so did not care. So, we went for a walk - down near the Pinto of course! The wind was ...
... last of the onions and put them in the freezer. I even peel and freeze a lemon. Mission accomplished! Nothing wasted! Feeling very pleased with myself. Now, only fruit and vegetable peelings for the bin! Everything packed away and washed up, we head to the border quarantine station. There was nothing there!!! Only a sign and a bin!!! Oh well...welcome to South Australia.
... s outdoor bed - I have one of my own, but his was pretty handy - so I claimed that!
Mannie sooks a bit when his Mummy goes away, but he was not looking when she left, so he did not know for a while that she was even gone!
Everybody back again later in the afternoon, so we were free of Mannie minding and we had a Nana nap! Well... Mum and I did anyway, but I bet Dad had ...
... what a lifesaver! He seemed surprised that I just wanted plain toast though! I chatted with him a little about my current situation. Unexpectedly, he seemed to have some knowledge of the trains, and reckoned they only ran from Melbourne to Adelaide on Tuesdays and Saturdays. I'd seen from my map that a town called Ararat was on this line, and probably only 65 miles away. I should be able to get there in a day and a half or so! Saturday travel would be just fine, as my cricket ...
... today. A few little incidents so far. The toilet roll, unrolling down the isle, fridge door flying open and contents falling onto the floor as we forgot to lock it. Nothing broke thankfully, other than a few cracked eggs and a little sour cream splatter. We wont talk about the jar of pasta sauce I dropped when we were packing though. We will take that as the christening of the bus. Before we left mac gen ...