Yikes! Where has the rest of July disappeared to I ask with no understanding in my voice? One moment I was typing the 1^st July and now we are at the end of the month! Time does not simply trickle through my fingers, it leaks at a rapid rate!

I was so excited in the early morning as to day was the day both Ken and I were off to see South West Rocks; to look at it as being our possible choice for our holiday. Ken and I are hoping to take a week off in November and are looking to see where we can go for that week. South West Rocks in close and has good fishing, so fulfils some of our top priorities in choice.

Well it did not take too long for our day to begin to unravel, and lie in tatters around us. As we could not use the ute’ (it leaking oil now from the other wheel) we used my vehicle. Ken topped up the oil in it as it was a little low, but when he started it later there was smoke billowing out of the bonnet and copious puffs from the exhaust. Ah! Whoopee! This was going to be a fun day, I could feel it in my waters! Ken did mention that the engine was running a bit on the rough side, but off we went anyway.

When we got into Wauchope, we stopped off at one of the four wheel drive places to order an oil seal for the ute’, and Ken stood chatting to one of the guys that works there for a while. Our “Good byes” were said. Ken hopped into our car and…it would not, could not start! Nice day this was turning out to be. It was "Cherribees to any thought of seeing South West Rocks!"

The guys there were wonderful, they dropped everything and helped by taking a look at our vehicle to see what the problem was. In the end we had to leave our car there and walk into town, with the sky spitting down on us as we walked. I ‘phoned my friend Kerry Anne, who, bless her heart, came whizzing into to fetch us. We met her at the library, and knowing her (although she said she was coming into town) she made a special trip to fetch us. She is just a good liar sometimes! Thank you my friend! Your kindness does not go unnoticed by us.

Kerry Anne brought us to the first gate, but as she was in her little car, she could not do the whole four wheel drive thing-a-mah-jiggie. Us two women sat in the warmth of her car yakking our little heads off, while my dear man walked to the river, tip-toed through the freezing water, (plus got wet from a leaking sky), to get across and fetch the quad bike to fetch me. It was no use both of us crossing the river together, as I had bags of things, a camera and blah-blah-and-bah. So my man eventually got back, with very blue toes, to fetch me. What a man! It is so good to be a woman loaded with multiple bags sometimes!

We got home, cold, wet and a little miserable as now we had no vehicles that worked! Well we did have the quad bike, so we could not mutter too loudly!

The whole day was a time of waiting too, as my niece (yes, the one whose Baby Shower I recently attended) had started labour. She eventually gave birth to a darling bouncing baby boy at about seven to night. Marguerite and Adrian have named him Jordan James – nice strong names for a little boy. Well done Mum and Dad, and welcome to our world little Jordan, we look forward to loving you!

P.S. To all you rugby fanatics out there, my apologies – apparently I said it was the Springboks that played against the All Blacks this last Tri Nation match. Tsch! It was not that, it was the ‘Boks against the Wallabies. So please forgive me! Forgive me! Forgive me! ‘Twas a slip of the fingers and the brain; my fingers overran my thought processes, which can happen very easily now days!

My saying for to day is ….

A man spoke frantically into the phone: "My wife is pregnant and her contractions are only two minutes apart!"
"Is this her first child?" the doctor asked. "No, you idiot!" the man shouted. "This is her husband.”