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Trip Start Apr 12, 2008
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Thursday 24th was the day booked for the building inspection, so we took the opportunity to go along and meet the owners and take some pikkies, as demanded.
Marty, the young owner/builder of the property, immediately hit it off with Guy and was eager to show him all the wonderful things in the house, whilst Tony the building inspector did his thing and Nicki and I chatted.
Guy did take pix but, as usual, it will be a while before I get them. So please put up with my paltry offerings.
At lunchtime, we drove up to the golf club and joined as social members ($5 a year) to enable us to have lunch there. A very yummy home-made Chicken Kiev with veggies was the order of the day, at $8.50. We will be trying out the course once we get our clubs and there is currently an offer for ladies to have rounds free with a tutor. I think I might be taking that up. God knows I need it.
In the evening, we decided to go for a walk and were heading up the hill to Timothy St when a lady rushed out of a house on the waterfront. "Hello" she cried "You must be new to the island. Come and have a drink. It's my birthday." And so we met Gay and Mike, who have been 20 years on the island. Lovely couple!!! We sat on their deck overlooking Perulpa Bay and drank a few glasses of Chards before staggering back to the house.
Help, someone! I need advice on crazy cats!!! Obviously traumatised, our two cats will still not go out of the house during the day after a week. At the first sign of a car, they dive under the bed and won't come out for ages. However .... night is a different story and they are both anxious to be out and about. Needless to say, we are not keen on this. God knows what awaits them in the bush around our block, apart from the sure knowledge that there is a huge python residing in a caravan a few streets away.
If we do let them out, we have no cat door or means of seeing them if they want to come back in. If we leave the door open, all the insects flock to the light. So far, we have managed to contain them, although Teisa went wandering for an hour last night before I found her. Any suggestions would be welcome.
We decided to attend the dawn service at Pat's Point at the northern end of the island and were there at 5.15am to see the first faint traces of dawn over Stradbroke. There were about 200 people there of all ages and from all walks of life. Four young sea scouts were the honour guard and wreaths were laid by all members of the armed services. There was even a piper!!! (Guy wore his medals.)
After the service, there was the traditional "slash" of rum and milk (urk!!!) and a sausage sizzle. A great many people then retired to the Golf Club which is home to the island's RSL but we retired to bed, having another appointment later in the day.
We did catch up with the Commodore of the Boat Club, Robert Hopgood and his wife Alison, and they told us there was a picnic at the Boat Club (ie going out for the day in various yachts to some glorious destination). We were quite disappointed to miss out ... but next time ...
We had been invited to a bbq luncheon over on Russell Island by Sally, one of the Ray White Real Estate ladies. We caught the "water taxi" (as they call the ferry here) and Sally picked us up at the jetty. There were about a dozen guests at her beautiful waterfront home and we had a very enjoyable afternoon chatting to all and enjoying the odd glass of wine.
All too soon, it was time to return to Macleay and we caught the water taxi as the sun set over the mainland. Hard to take these views!