As we cruised along in PT, MLP mused, "Are there any other towns in Australia named after a fruit?" Then my mind started to wander. Is there a town called Apple ... or Pear ... or Grapefruit? Ah-ha, there is a town called Banana! I know. I've driven through it many times.
When you've had a sofa, well, lounge suite, for nigh on 30 years and it's been recovered and restored a couple of times and MLP suggests, insinuates, hints maybe that he'd like to think about a new one, what do you do?
Sometimes the universe conspires with me and, at other times, it conspires against me ... sometimes with vengeance. Last Saturday was one such vengeful act by the universe.
I love to be in the bush. I love the smell of eucalyptus, the presence of birds, the colour of flowers, the purity of the air ... It's a humbling experience. So, a couple of Sundays ago, I led MLP to a spot I had discovered. The Nepean Gorge.
