Brave gum-totin' householders
Ran into our mate by sheer chance, providence, kismet... Or by grace of gum tree.
Fat as butter muSic festival wickham sunday october 25
On a friday night that started stormy. A lively but small crowd. Certainly a massive anti-climax after the full dance floor & world class jiving (well Southern hemisphere anyway) at the 'sixteen footers' last Saturday night.
Bridesmaid, or matron of honour, gave your fresh-from-surf, windswept, barefoot photoblogger a deathie,(death stare) of Thatcheresque savagery. So i told bride, Simone? that she looked fantastic. Matron of hon. seemed to assume i was referring to HER, or at least both of them. So she was REALLY cross when Simone, our lovely bride, blithely smiled & tossed me a 'Thanks'. O, the chagrin!
Bar Beach, Newcastle. Note men's beers - now de rigueur at all stages of weddings except church service, when bottle is kept in a suitable pocket.
Bar Beach stormy Friday arvo. Mid-spring 2009
Up the hill from Newcastle's synagogue & down from its oldest school (N'cle East PS)
Good old TAFE butchers. Thanks Beef er, Bede n co.