Banned on the Run, Day 107 – Chances are

Day 107 Friday 25/9/20 Mylestom, hot northerly 29 The Prado’s anxiously await the arrival of the man from ABCO Caravan Repairs. He should just put a tracking device on us we always have something in need of repair. He quickly fixes the leak replacing their old hose with a shiny new red one. It’s great service and a fair price and so good to know whenever we’re on the Coffs area. El Prado goes down to the RSL Club to buy a box of beer (the Club doubles as the local pub in a small town like this). He’s met … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 107 – Chances are

Banned on the Run, Day 106 – A Mess of Musings

Day 106 Thursday 24/9/20 Mylestom, sunny 24 Shopping in Toormina and strolling around Sawtell I spot a blouse on sale. It’s a perfect chance to grab a bargain before going home and without risking a busy shopping centre. We all take walks on the beach at various times, though I doubt that the others talk to the birds. No, rethinking that I think El Prado probably would as we’ve sprung him chatting to quite a few furry and feathered friends on this trip. We have new neighbours and they tell us that they were touring Tasmania in March. They spent … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 106 – A Mess of Musings

Banned on the Run, Day 105 – Talking turkey…

Day 105 Wednesday 23/9/20 Mylestom, warm 26 I’m processing a few photos when I hear banging outside. I look out the window to find a brush turkey beating the hell out of a zip lock bag of bread that I’d left on the table earlier. I chase after him and he takes off, bag in beak, strong legs pounding across the park. Woody goes for a long walk along the river while listening to a podcast when a chap on a first floor veranda calls out to him. The guy had been hosing his veranda when the top door had … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 105 – Talking turkey…

Banned on the Run, Day 104 – Finding peace

Day 104 Tuesday 22/9/20 Mylestom, hot 30 Needless to say, it was a hot night with some rain and by 9:00am it’s already 20 degrees. It’s hair colour day again. Have I mentioned the state of the internet and phones here? We take a short drive down to Macksville for another of their great lunches before we leave this coast. Sorry VeeWee you missed out on a return visit, this time. Elle is hanging for one of their Mexican Parmies and can’t stop talking about how good the last one was. We arrive to find that the menu was changed … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 104 – Finding peace