Blimey what a north and south

How long is it now? (ooohhh matron... always good to start with 'Carry on Style' double entendre). The reasons for the gap between blogs are many fold - The main ones being that we have been on a couple of road trips and that I've discovered a You Tube website that has loads of old editions of the Chart Show from 1989 and 1990 (the golden age of 'Indie music').

Firstly, I know you're desperate for a weather update so here goes. It is spring now , I know this because I have seen all the usual spring type things - daffodils, tulips,... err lizards. The fact that it's spring means the weather is pretty changeable, how's the saying go? October showers November flowers... or something like that. Today, for instance, it's been 31 degrees and yesterday it was 32... like I said it's changeable. It's so warm that we jumped straight into the pool when we got back from our road trip up north today and I've had to start putting ice in my cider... it's very nice though (someone should market it, I think it would do quite well).
Our trip this weekend was up to the pinnacles desert which is about three hours north of Perth. We went up on Saturday and got there in time to see the sunset over the Pinnacles, which are hundreds of limestone outcrops spread over about sixty acres that formed underneath the sand over thousands of years and have come to light (possibly as recently as 300 years ago) as the sands that covered them have shifted into other areas. The geologists amongst you will know that limestone is white in colour - but at sunset it reflects the colours in the sky - so the rocks look orange and pink and the colours are changing every moment. This of course means that you end up taking hundreds of photos - in our household this phenomena of taking an unnecessary number of photos of one subject has become known as a 'Pelican moment' due to an incident where Wendy became snap happy when she encountered the aforementioned bird at Yanchep within the first few weeks of our arrival in Western Australia. So be warned October's photos will mainly be of interestingly lit rocks and the four of us messing about in the swimming pool.
September's pics were mainly of our trip down south that we took during the 'long weekend' - that took in the public holiday we had for the Queen's birthday (okay, so the Queen's two birthdays are in April and June but we get a day off in September, it makes no sense but a day off is a day off... so god bless you ma'am).
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There was a pause there while I got some more ice for my drink... I may have accidentally emptied another bottle of cider into my glass as well.
Anyway, we went south into the Margaret River wine region. For those non wine connoisseurs amongst you - the majority of wines produced in the region are Semmilon Sauvignon blanc. If you were to go to a tasting you would get (in the style of Jilly Goolden) melons, summer meadows, honey, hollyhocks... out of your tree. It was a very good trip.. the coastline is very picturesque but for some reason I can't remember that much about the trip... I knew we shouldn't have taken the cork screw with us.
Other stuff.
This week Hattie has got a ballet assessment, not sure what that means exactly... it's not quite an exam and I don't think it affects what class she is in for her dancing in the future, but she has to leave school early, use hairspray to plaster her hair to her head and wave one of my (clean) hankies in the air... it sounds more like Morris Dancing than ballet.
George has joined a cricket team... he may play his first game this coming Saturday (it may well depend upon whether I can follow the directions to the venue).
Wendy has taken up jogging because there is no dance group that she can join... of course she knew she wouldn't be able to find anything of the calibre of the York School of Dance and Drama... but she has not been able to find anything at all. She even considered ballroom dancing but was put off by a sequin bedecked Wayne Sleep wannabe on the door.
As for me ....Beach Volleyball - I'll tell you next time, I promise .

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This week's essential tunes are: 1 - Young Love by The Mystery Jets, 2 - She Understands by The Summer Suns, 3 - Only Tongue Can Tell by The Trashcan Sinatras, 4 - Don't Take Me Home Until I'm Drunk - The Wedding Present, 5 - Nose out of Joint by The Chesterfields.