Paranoia and Fences

I took a wee road trip on the weekend. I finished work early on Friday and joined up with my friend Ange for the trip over the Blue Mountains. The early winter sun warmed the car and the traffice was reasonable as we chatted our way west.

We arrived at the hotel and I, being in holiday mode, decided to try the "Mother" energy drink in the fridge. Not for a second did I consider that mid-evening might be a bad time to try it. We went out and had a very pleasant meal at one of Orange's many pubs: Hotel Canobolas. After going back to our digs for the evening Ange was flagging but I was w-i-d-e awake. Around 1am I started to get anxious. I worried about having the wrong clothes, I worried about car accidents and flus and heart attacks. I dreamed that there was a nuclear war and I worried about being worried. Yep, "Mother" is a mother of a drink all right. I finally settled at 4am. Never again will I drink energy drinks after midday!

After all of that I was surprisingly happy to wake at about 7 and went for a stroll round the block. I took photos of anything that took my eye. It looks like I have a fence fetish.................?

We wandered the shops, oohed and aahed over pretty trinkets, played dress ups, drooled over shoes.....................you know the kind of thing.

After that we headed out to the farm to see Dee. It is a long time since we three college buddies were all together. Finally the trio was complete and it was good.