Day 32 Nubeena Saturday 26th February 2011

Hi Folks,

Susan uttered some fatal words as we lay in bed this morning to the effect that the sun was shining brilliantly through the window. We arose and after a quick breakfast started on our tasks. Susan continuing the decorating and me out the back sanding the second deck. I managed to get about 2 square metres done before being called away to observe the machinations of the tractor repair man who was actually very competent in my humble opinion. He fitted a new PTO shaft after trimming it with a nine inch angle grinder and returned later in the day to fit a new fanbelt so the boss could spend the afternoon discovering the lost tractor driving skills of his teenage years. He was slashing the paddock down the hill that the council has nominated as a fire hazard, which is a bit of a laugh really as everything is far too wet to burn.

I returned to the sanding briefly before the heavens opened up for an hour of soft falling rain with little wind. I rolled up the extension leads and put the sanding gear away. 2 hours later and the sun returned briefly before a cloudy afternoon. I decided to repair the 5 push bikes at the resort which needed a variety of work on them. Nothing too complicated so that even a plodder like me could do it. At the end of the afternoon they were all working satisfactorily although I will wait and see how many tyres are still inflated in the morning.

We had another shared tea tonight which was of a good quality. I had a beer, two glasses of white and two glasses of red so was fairly happy after tea. Susan is currently wrestling with a photo extra for the blog so this is being typed in word to be uploaded tomorrow. Skip back a few posts to see her photos.
Apparently my special task for tomorrow is to drive to Sorell and do the food shopping for the gang of bikies that are descending here tomorrow.

Susan has been nominated to run the bar with Julie when they arrive. Should be an interesting couple of days


Cheers Simon

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