WHAT A DAY THAT WAS - TALKING HEADS
Not Richard The Bass Bagging Curmudgeon's day yesterday, but my day.
The Old Girl, her cousin and I went to Days Bay by ferry yesterday. We looked in the galleries, had lunch and sat on the beach.
It was a nice sunny day and it brought back memories of years ago when now and then dad would drive us to Days Bay for a Sunday picnic.
Williams's Park, the tennis courts and the beach haven't changed much. The ice-cream shop is now a larger cafe but still serves a great selection of ice cream in cones. Magic.
Next month we'll go by ferry to Matiu/Somes Island for a look around. I've warned The Old Girl that it once was a WW1 prisoner of war location and that I'd want to walk about looking for relics. She seemed OK about that but we'll put it to the test later.
5 comments:
You call this a post?
I've read junk mail that was more exciting!
I don't think that reading Robert' s posts would be that exciting.
Have a Marlborough Chardonnay and loosen up a bit*
*I know it's over your head but 'loosen' was a pun on Loosen' a great German wine producer.
Yep, over my head.
I'm so pleased you enjoyed Days Bay.
Long time, no post.
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