I really hate bat poo!

Every night when we sit peacefully outside playing cards after dinner the bats start up, and they are very noisy and aggressive, not to us but to each other. It's almost a bit scary because these are big fruit bats. Then in the morning you find the inevitable piles of bat poo everywhere, hardened and almost impossible to get off, you need a chisel. It's not fun, believe me!

Younger daughter and boyfriend are coming back from Bali this morning and we are just about to go and pick them up. We are driving over to the north side of Sydney for brunch with the whole family.

I hope the weather has improved. Yesterday we took our visitors and elder daughter down south of Sydney to Kiama and Berry and on the way back we hit a lot of rain. When we got home there were hailstones in the garden, unbelievable!! We had been swimming in the ocean just before!!

Hailstones with hubby's toes for size comparison (he has
water skis for feet as well!)

Admiring the blowhole at Kiama

You can always fit in a spot of shopping, right!

I like these rules, especially 4 and 5.

True that!