Its been quite a few weeks what with Christmas and all. We had a splendid time down the Mornington peninsula with Jo's family, feasting and ibibing merrily as you do. We took a week off from the shop - which was busy enough for us before chrissy, and now we're back into it at a relaxed pace. And quite frankly i'm still recovering from the excitment of the weekend entertainment in Wangaratta: A Heritage Truck Show AND a Rodeo AND County Legend Lee Forster! Holy cow. We didn't and still don't know who or what Lee Forster is cos we didn't see him. But here's a snippet of the vibe -
So many cowboy hats. And cowboys. And cowboy music. Check the DJ up in the booth. You get the idea.
My personal favoutite truck - old blue eyes.
We'd never been to a rodeo before. It was bonkers. For example - a steer runs out of a pen, a bloke on a horse charges after it, leaps off his horse, literally grabbing the bull by the horns, and in the same motion rolls the cow over and gets all four feet off the ground. Nice one. They call that steer wrestling. Most of the blokes didn't catch up with the steer though. Hurrah! And there were bucking broncos, bull riding, barrel racing (not actually racing barrels as it turms out, just running around them. On a horse of course), lassooing, and all sorts of really dangerous things. I'll stick to my knitting thanks.
On a more sedate note we found the source of the evenings grumbling and growling and carrying on. Mr K. Bear is living across the street.
Might have to ask him to turn the music down though cos he sounds like a donkey being pulled apart by elephants.
Yummo. There all finished now though, we're waiting on the nectarines to ripen, and the plums and almonds to kick in. Yummo x3.
stay tuned.
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