We encountered this fine mother and baby kangaroon on our morning walk, along with the rest of their mob enjoying the new grass shoots after the recent rain.
So, the whole #teamelan vs #teamdianne thing that’s been keeping a large segment of the twitterverse, bookface and the blogosphere hatertained this weekend?
We watched a doco about the wildlife of Iguaçu Falls on ABC1, and it brought back memories of our own honeymoon 20 years ago where we spent some time in South America.
A Scottish comedian whose name I can’t remember now once said (paraphrasing) “keep a close eye on how your airports are treating you, because that’s how the authorities would like to treat you all the time”.
I’ve just put Day 1 in Paris up on Flickr (the edited highlights). Here is probably the artiest shot I took all trip:
am about to google my arse off to find out how I should configure my iPhone before heading overseas later this year to avoid huge bills. Obviously turn off push notifications and turn off roaming and use local wireless wherever possible: what else?
I was also lapping up the sunshine, at least until it clouded over about 2pm. The wind was cold and gusty, but the sunshine was lovely. I took the day off to enjoy it.
Perhaps revelations over the last week regarding disrespectful shenanigans on top of Uluru will finally push the govt to honour the promises it made in 1983 to stop people climbing the rock?
Stourhead is an absolutely stunning landscape garden set in a river valley in Wiltshire which has been artfully dammed and diverted to make for a lovely meandering promenade with plenty of spots for sculptures and architectural follies to be scattered – it was one of the first gardens to be created according to the principles of the English Landscape Movement. There are also more rambling woodland walks full of enormous rhododendrons and other flowering shrubs amongst the trees.
(a holiday poem)