Vale House on the Torrens in Adelaide - our home among the gum trees for Easter.
The gracious entry
with the rather unfortunate sign for Easter.
The Inimitable Bunny found us anyway.
We walked to the Adelaide Central Market.
We walked to and on the new bridge over the Torrens between the Adelaide Oval and the Conference Centre (stopping to photograph a gang of German Shepherds who Lady Jayne addressed in near fluent German).We Geo Cached with Heths
until we were shadows of our former selves.
After Easter with the Gang of Four - Corinne is still with us and we had a lovely lunch with her daughters on Easter Sunday - it was time for Easter at Klemzig Kitchens with Hildy May.
Mum, Pat and I went to the Flying Fish where a family entertained us with their seaweed antics, much like the daft games uncles, aunts and cousins used to play at Caerfai in Wales. I came to realise I have been spoilt with fresh fish in Tribes and even the Flying Fish did not seem quite up to scratch.
A shark followed us home and surfaced when Helly, Tamasin, Willowa and Rufus came for Easter frolics.
I returned to Tassie the day after Wilma and Roger had their big 50th Wedding Anniversary bash.
Sis was on the outside looking in
while Joe lorded it up inside.
Anzac Day came to The Bunna and all proceeded smoothly once the second vehicle had a push start.
Then there was a roar and a rumble
and the Rebels Motor Cycle gang left the pub. By carumbas, I thought, this is going to be interesting.
However all stayed peaceful. The bikies joined the crowd and were totally respectful.
Wilma left flowers at the cenotaph
and the bikies left quietly at the end of the service.
And some time in there, George, Matt, Kit and Ella came to Tassie for a week to buy a house and help us remove the Hills Hoist.
More news and bad photos soon. Hopefully.
Have a lovely day all you mothers.