Tassie 2

After the excitement of 01 Queen Street we had coffee and cake at Jean Pascale's (or similar) in the village - lots of choice for eating these days in Bellerive.  On Saturday we caught the water taxi to Salamanca Market.

 The Wheat Silo units - dream dream...

We had a fabulous time and bought each other's Christmas presents.. Then caught a marimba moment outside Parliament House.

oh to be a groovy granny in Tassie...

Water taxi back to Bellerive.  Cuppla photo opportunities.

The former Mrs History at the Boer War Memorial to which she devoted hours of research and went on radio requesting that someone come forward and make a replica lamp for it - which they did.

Baldies Clip Joint - seeing is believing...

Then back to Jean Pascale  for lunch this time.  And who should turn up?  Scarey O'Garey (who may have another name by now).  We used to work together at WorkSkills in Bridgewater.

Life is pretty good in Bellerive these days!

Sunday we spent at the Seafarers Festival which was a great, but wet, event.  Then we had to return our yellow car to the Goughs so Gaye could drive us to the airport - Jill was flying home, I was being picked up by sister Liz to be driven to Swansea.

Ours was the bright yellow Datsun parked at the back of 01 next to the back-gate.

Note Oscar's horsies...