March 2010

Yeah, yeah...where have we been?

Today's picture could have been of Matt mastering the art of riding a motorbike which he did today; Jen's Birthday dinner with a handful of her friends at Taree's finest restaurant ( Fish Fish Fish ) last night; her true Birthday celebrations last Monday ( on her behalf, thanks to those of you who sent her wishes ); Matt in his new school uniform; my bruised thigh after being pinned twice in our Twilight cricket Grand Final on Tuesday night ( lost badly ) or many of our other experiences over the last month...

Instead, I would like to challenge you to name the International cricket ground in picture. It is one of the few which still has a manually operated scoreboard and one where I spent an afternoon watching a Sheffield Shield cricket game a couple of weekends ago - kind of narrows it down a bit. The beauty ( or not ) of living in the country is that you generally have to give yourself a day to travel each side of attending a meeting or conference in a major city other than the one nearest to you.

You know you live in a small town when - the airport is 8 minutes away; you arrive at the same time as the plane and the people who greet you, check you in, clean the airport buildings, mow the lawn and tend to the gardens, guide the plane to its position on the apron, offload luggage, load luggage and operate the car rental are ALL THE SAME PERSON!!

We love our small town in the country. We are all well and hope you are too.

You may have noticed that I have used fewer dots ( ... ) than I used to. This is after Matthew's English teacher wrote in his book " Only three dots, Matthew! ". Poor boy....................................................................................................................................................

I never liked English teachers.

Seeya.

Dylan, Bronwyn, Matt and Jen