Trips of a lifetime

I had the best drive ever to Encounter Bay.  There was hardly any traffic.  Cyclists were out. People walked dogs.  It seemed like the height of civilisation.

We agreed on social distancing then headed inside for delicious mandarin cake made with hazelnut flour.

Fortified, as promised I brought out my mobile laboratory and we conducted rigorous soil tests throughout the garden.  Time spent working at the CSIRO had not been wasted.

Then lunch.  This is not a poached egg but dessert: The Floosie's scrumptious lemon meringue pie and a nice cup of French Earl Grey tea.  And then

the screen went up and the slideshow began.

The trip to Central Australia circa 1968.

Australia as I had never seen it before.

H Bells walking the streets of Oodnadatta or Coober Pedy or somesuch

a beautiful part of Uluru which, I think from subsequent trips there, is a place of Women's Business

some very tired young women having climbed Ayers Rock (!!!!!!)

Lady Jayne, CKBeagle, moi (looking dazed and confused), H Bells and Babs.  I have no idea who the boys are.  They look far too interesting to be from our school - though I was younger then.  It was the year of the handmade milkmaid's hat.  The Beagle naturally has more style.

I have no idea who the babe in gingham is.  And who is that teacher person?

hanging around a toilet somewhere, probably wishing we were as svelte as the picture on the wall.

CK doing her Mod stance, and dressed interestingly for the climate.

Lady Jayne with a dress shorter than Lynette Phillips' (??????) shorts.

We were probably queuing to use the toilet.  We lived in terror throughout the trip because Judith D became a mad photographer.  Most of the time we camped out woop woop where there were no toilets.  So we had to wander miles to find a bit of scrub for privacy.  Then you'd look up and there would be Judith snapping away.

Next up:  The Ski Trip