A productive weekend

Some times Saturday mornings are just slow. After breakfast and regular chores, a phone call home for a chat, it was then time to get Rob away from the bookwork and catch up for a coffee at Uncle Frankie's.

Saturday morning at Uncle Frankie's

After a yummy lunch prepared with love Rob and I relaxed and watched a Doc Martin DVD, and even though we'd seen some of the episodes it was still fun. Watching DVDs on a Saturday afternoon - after a nice lunch - makes you sleepy, so one by one we all nodded off - first Kacee, then Rob, Zoe followed suit and, as much as I tried to resist, I soon assumed the position and missed the end of the last episode on the disc.

Nothing much productive there - but wait, there's more.

That little power nap gave us both a surge of energy so the afternoon saw us doing a backyard blitz on our little patch of land. What started as a "wouldn't it look nice?" chat turned into a couple of hours of action as Rob and I - and Kacee - shovelled, raked and layed bricks around the front steps.

Before

During

Yves and Kacee admiring our work

After an afternoon of working in the yard and being pleased with the end result, a night at the pub seemed a fitting reward for a job well done. The Fed was actually hosting a trivia night and Rob had organised a team from IBIS - so he and I together with the backpackers and Jo and Mark (the store manager and her husband) - we came, we saw and we conquered.

The night kicked off with Rob winning a meat tray. Nikki scored the next prize by winning at a game called "heads or tails" - she won a Torres t-shirt. And as the victorious team we came home with a slow cooker and a bottle of Canadian Club.

While enjoying a drink in between games Yves mentioned that he and Nikki were going fishing off the wharf and did Rob and I want to join them? Yes - of course - what a lovely thing to look forward to on a Sunday.

So again, after a quick power nap, Rob organised lines, bait and buckets while I looked after sunscreen, bottles of water, chips and biscuits in case we got hungry while pulling in schools of fish. It seems though that only Nikki was to experience the thrill of reeling in a catch - much to the chagrin of Yves and Rob who, although they did manage to catch something, it was just not edible :-)

Fishing off the wharf



Dinner!

Did she catch something?!?

um ... but, we can't eat it :-(

We rounded off the weekend with a "reef and beef" BBQ. Nikki's fish provided the "reef" and Rob's winnings from the night before gave us the "beef". And wasn't there a bottle of Canadian Club in amongst the prizes too? You betcha :-)

Rob and I are loving our little backpacker family. While fishing off the wharf I started chatting to a little girl who had wandered over for a look. She asked was that my husband? - yes, are they your children? - no I answered, but they're like my children. No, said Yves, we are your children.

Life is good.