This is it, folks. The last stage of a very long journey. At the airport last night I thought ‘We really could just drive home now.’ but by the time I hit the bed at the motel I realized that was rubbish. A very good night’s sleep. Now to drive some more.
Peter, our driver for stage one of our trip to Adelaide.
This was the concluding anecdote from a family tribute delivered at a funeral I conducted last week: One day Dad needed to go to town and pick up stuff for the farm. Mum also needed some groceries and had some bills to pay so they thought they should go together. Mum came outside and here …
Because Mount Gambier pedestrians are very tempting. Whenever I comment ‘I could get that one,’ Margaret never fails to point out the illegality of such an action. ~ The Book of Good Manners: A Guide to Polite Usage for all Social Functions, by Frederick H. Martens, 1923 via (one of my favourite blogs)