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…