Our trip and a half

Well I must admit I was going to update you with the run down on our trip to Melbourne from Saturday but Sunday was a wash out, I couldn't put two coherent words together. Well maybe I exaggerate a wee bit but heck I was tired.

We started off nice and early and it was a lovely day. We were driving to Geelong, pick up my father-in-law then I'd take over the driving and head to Melbourne, through all the traffic to way over the other side. Mike doesn't "do" Melbourne driving you see. But I must admit he was a very good navigator so I didn't mind.

So I thought I'd show you a few pictures on the way. Here's a picture about 15 minutes up the road from where we live. This is the type of land around our little town.

Oh and here's another, note that we're in the middle of nowhere with only sheep in the paddocks for company giving a baaaaaa every now and then. Although you can't see any sheep here, there were some around.

Oh! You want more I hear you say????? Perhaps I should now show you the view from where I was standing looking in the other direction. Are you ready?

Hmmm yes, a flat tyre not 15 mins up the road. Thank heavens for muscles in the car. Because I will stand by this - it's all very well to know how to change a tyre but the reason women don't do it (I generalise here I know) is because the darn nuts are on so flipping tight that even if we do know how to change a tyre, we can't get the stupid thing off anyway. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.

So we ended up making it to see step-son no. 1 about 4 and a half hours after we set out. It was a big day. We were so impressed with the life he has put together for himself. A small town boy making it good in the city. He's doing a boilermaker apprenticeship and took much pride is showing us where he was working. It's a very big company. All around his neighbourhood. His new "digs". He's not the little boy he used to be, he's a man now.

So, another page here for the family album. My beloved grandfather who I absolutely adored and I know the feeling was mutual. I loved him with all my heart and was devastated 10 year ago when he passed away after a mighty battle with pancreatic cancer. We really were partners in crime, ha! And it makes me smile at how similar we are in a lot of respects. This is my very favourite photograph of the two of us, doesn't he have remarkably blue eyes, I've done nothing to this picture at all except scan it. Whenever he had bouts in hospital he would always take this framed picture with him and put it on his hospital bedside table. I was with him when he passed away and whilst it was a relief and blessing for him, it was the first time I had witnessed death and it was hard, no matter what age you are. I'm afraid I wasn't very grown up the night he passed away.

But enough about that, I want to share my grandpa with you.

Credits here.

And with that I must be off to bed, I have a huge day tomorrow having to take the early train up to Melbourne for a workshop, 5.45am eeeek, and then back on the late train getting home about 9.30pm. It will be a long day. I do believe there may be a spot of knitting in my future tomorrow!