Tag Archives: Spring2020

The Retreat

Before the Bun-Scare, I had spent three days here at the vineyard, awash in my own space. Only animals to look after. My list of things to do was attended to. I paid bills that had been languishing and actually sorted out my tax for this year, which took me more than half a day. …

Soggy Bun

Daylight saving. It began this morning, baffling me the way it always does. Which device has the correct time? There is no internet connection here, so how would anything know to change on its own? Where is an actual analogue clock? KittyLicious, emulating Luna the Boatcat, yowled me awake reliably at 5.16am. I got up …

A Trailing Stop

High on the goodwill of the Excellent People Who Accidentally Sold Us a Stolen Trailer, M found another, for double the price – but almost new and already registered. We journeyed out to places unknown, through New Norfolk and what seemed like halfway up Mt Dromedary. Somewhere up there lives a guy in a very …