Chippy Chippy Yum Yum …………


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So we had some rain recently – seriously heavy wet rain.
Oh dear, what was I to do?

Restless and with no interest in any current craft, book or TV programme
You’d never believe what I actually ended up doing.

No chocolate in the house meant I just had to
Munch on some chippies :)


Meat Pie and Sauce flavoured ones !

A snap purchase, certainly one not new on the supermarket shelves
but re released for the winter football season
Yes, sometimes I’m a sucker when i see something different lol

(Verdict -Tasty but a bit greasy)

Well, between the two of us we scoffed the lot – it was an interesting afternoon but not one we’ll be repeating soon with that flavour.

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Do you know where, when and by whom the first chip (crisp) was produced?
I had no idea, so asked ‘Mr G’
Lots of good reading here for those who are curious about this fact.

This site – – told me that George Crum invented potato chips in 1853 plus other interesting things.

Native American George Crum was a chef at a Saratoga Springs, New York, resort, when customer Cornelius Vanderbilt complained that his french fries were too thick. George Crum fried up a serving of paper thin potatoes cooked to a crunchy crisp texture – the first potato chips. The dish dubbed “Saratoga Chips” became a favorite.

If you look at Wikipedia – – it gave me information on chips/crisps and as well as naming Mr Crum also came up with the names of other ‘inventors’

A potato chip (American English) or crisp (British English) is a thin slice of potato that has been deep fried baked until crunchy. Potato chips are commonly served as a snack, side dish, or appetizer. The basic chips are cooked and salted; additional varieties are manufactured using various flavorings and ingredients including herbs, spices, cheeses and artificial additives.

Lots of different information here including the fact there was no patent taken out:-

A very recent article here:-

And of course Snopes has a point of view as well:-

Now I got that out of my system it’s back to fresh fruit as a snack :)

Mine and mine alone……


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Thinking about my last post, has me reflecting on the fact that one thing in my life that has always been a constant is that I always seem to have cold feet.  No matter where I am or what I’m doing 90% of the time Catherine’s feet will feel cold.

Why, I used to ask when all my immediate family had ‘warm blooded’ feet were mine cold and what could I do to warm them up? I also used to blame it on my Dad’s side of the family because they all suffered from heart disease and associated circulatory problems but my GP seemed to think my circulation was fine so I then began to wonder what else could I blame.

A few years ago when my thyroid gland packed up I thought great, that can make you feel the cold. It had made me suffer all sorts of other symptoms so as well as the weight gain, the bloating, the grotty hair, the general aches and pains, the memory loss and miserable feelings maybe I could blame that on it as well – only thing is now I’m on medication and the levels are ok the feet are still cold lol

I’ve tried all sorts of things; I can assure you that seriously toasting feet in front of an open fire or a heating duct just results in a red face and scorched soles and those horrors called chilblains. Likewise soaking in a bowl of hot water does warm them but also leaves them wet and soggy and cold again within a short while. :(

I read that there were creams that will make your feet warm, slippers you can put in the microwave, herbs that will assist with circulation but so far from all the suggestions I’ve been given wearing woollen socks seems to be the only one that gives relief – not a good look on a hot 30c/85f summer’s day or night though!

However there is one remedy I had recommended recently that I have yet to try.  It would appear that if you wear a hat your feet stay warm :)

Now wouldn’t that would be a lovely sight
Yes, many years back people did wear a hat to bed
(Wee Willie Winkie comes to mind)

wee willy images

In wintertime there is always a hot water bottle and extra blanket at the foot of the bed and occasionally bed socks ready to put on but I’m sure if I turned in one evening with a beanie on my head The Golfer would laugh his cotton socks off (that is if he still had them on!)

But there again maybe not ‘cose if it cured the bane of his life – me getting into bed with cold feet – I’m sure he would be pleased. He might even give it go himself ‘cose recently I’ve noticed him sitting with his feet tucked up in a blanket during the evening and then stretching them over to my side of the bed once I’ve got warm and comfortable.  Guess what – they were freezing – yes, looks like he’s starting to suffer from cold feet as well :)

As far as I’m aware cold feet are mine and nobody else’s in the family
How about you – what little thing sets you apart from your family?

May be a little on the long side but once again
I’m Linking to MicroBlog Monday

for details see HERE

Can’t seem to get it right……



My poor little Japanese Maple doesn’t seem to be timing things right this year.  Some years it seems to know exactly when to do what – on others it seems to be at a loss over what to do.  This year appears to be one of the latter. Poor little thing ( I call her that because she’s been in the ground for about 10 years now and seems to have stopped growing any taller) well the poor little thing has finally decided it is time for her leaves to turn yet nature has decided it’s time for her to drop them.  And to add insult to injury nature has been sending gale force winds to help them on their way! image Today like yesterday the sun did not come out, the sky wasn’t blue and it rained.  Oh yes, it rained and rained and rained.  It was cold as well – cold enough to turn the heating on.  Single digit celcius overnight meant someones complaints about my cold feet had me rustling around in the sock drawer at 4am this morning. We are up to that time of the year when I’m going to have to remember that if I’m forwarned I have to remember to be forearmed and put them on before I go to sleep :) image Like my poor little Japanese Maple tree some years I just can’t get it right. :)

A little bit of this……


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And a little bit of that :)

That was the answer I gave to one commenter who emailed in relation to my last post.  ‘What else do you do for the community?’ I was asked.
‘A little bit of this and a little bit of that’ I replied
which seems to cover a lot of things doesn’t it lol

Most community minded people are a bit reluctant to talk about their service
Whether they are involved in large projects or small they don’t boast about it – they just do it.  However I’m sure my friend in Rosebud will be pleased to see what else I have been doing recently.

Over the past few weeks I took the last little bits of (well I tried to use up what was left of) various balls of wool and knit squares.  Then, after I deliver them on Friday, someone else doing their little bit will join these along with lots of other people’s little square bits to make a blanket that will hopefully keep someone else warm during the coming winter.

Ever present overseer

And look – there’s a little bit of that left to make a few more to add to the piles!

Enough for 3 more May 2015

Less in my ‘stash’ means more (in a different form) for someone else.

Oh, Hello….



imagesTowards the end of last year I began to ‘work’ one day a week in a local op-shop (thrift/charity shop).  It’s a rather nice one, quite small in size by some of the other ‘chains’ standards: however it isn’t part of a national chain but supports a local charity which means it receives lots of good quality donations as well as other bits and pieces.  Unlike some of the shops garments and bric a brac must be in good condition or it doesn’t go out for sale.

Anyway during this time not one person I have known has come into the shop – until the other day.

I was adding some newly priced garments to one of the ladies’ racks and I heard this voice say, ‘Oh Hello.  How nice to see you.  It must be years since the last time’

And on and on it went.

‘Are you looking for something special?’ she asked.  ‘I’ve just come in to look for something for a friend, it’s not really the sort of place I frequent’

I recognised the voice instantly having worked with her many years previously but when I looked around it wasn’t me she was addressing.  So I carried on rearranging and tidying.  When she turned way from the shopper she was talking to and almost bumped into me I saw her look , trying to place me in her mind.   Do I know this person or not?    

So I thought I’d put her out of her misery, said Hello, and told her I volunteered there on a weekly basis.  Well once she heard that she excused herself (Nice to see you, must go) and was out the door in a shot!

One of the other volunteers came over and asked me if I knew her, seems my ‘old friend’ usually came in on another day of the week and always seemed to find fault with the merchandise.  Bought clothes regularly but was never happy as they weren’t the sort of thing she was used to but as she put it – Needs must!

It’s a shame that pride and embarrassment make us ashamed of what we have become (if that’s what it was)  I certainly would not have been one to judge her.

Have you ever been in a situation like that? How would you have reacted?

Linking to Microblog Mondays




At the beach…..


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This is a little reminder of one of our trips to Hawaii in 2006.  A view along the beach in Waikiki looking back towards the historic hotel ‘The Royal Hawaiian’ also known as ‘The Pink Palace’.

Waikikki 2006

Waikikki 2006

The very first time we visited, which was a few years earlier than when this photo was taken, we stayed in a small apartment a block back from Waikiki Beach for a week and as a special treat moved over to The Royal Hawaiian for one night before flying home to Australia.  Such luxury – they had upgraded us to a room overlooking the beach.  Oh the memories :)

We’ve been back several times since then but I’ve never been able to find the little bench right on the beach front where I spent time enjoying the whole ambience of the place – the warm air, the sound of the sea and the feel of the sand made me feel as though I was a million miles from anywhere.

For the month of May Jude’s
Bench Series’ meme is  – At the Beach

All is not lost………



Back in February when I was Musing on a Monday, the topic of tidiness came up – – I chatted away about the fact that I really wanted to be tidy but always managed to fail in some areas.  Shoes and ironing came in for a special mention.

I really seem to have knocked the ironing on its head now and each load does find its way to a holding place, all nice and smooth and ready to be worn/used without the usual helter skelter. moan and groan about never having anything ready to walk out the door in.  I’m exaggerating a bit there – sort of – but there have been days in the past……..

Anyway the other source of concern was my shoes – things that I would wear and then toss aside as I came in the house.  They all had homes to go to but not all in the same spot.  Summer sandals and other summer type footwear seemed to be the worst offenders – possibly because I have more of them than any other sort.

Now, thanks to this handy dandy cabinet The Golfer treated me to there is no need for me to complain (or trip over anything) :)
sorry about the fuzzy photo – no idea what happened there

Cabinet closed
At the moment it’s sitting by the front door which is close to our bedroom  – handy to store and retrieve from maybe??  Two blocks of shelves with false fronts, with three layers in each – as you can see I’ve tried out the lower level with some summer footwear, bit of a tight squeeze.  I could fill the top with more summer as well but I think it might be time for a question and answer session instead.  Do I need – do I like – will they do another season??

SandalsCabinet open

Not sure it would take a male type/size shoe as the distance between the levels isn’t very deep.  My dress/court ‘nice’ shoes will go in the top section but my ‘clodhoppers’ as my mother would describe closed in winter type shoes are in another place along with my runners and wellie boots.

I’m not going to say it will stop my ‘take off and drop at the back door’ antics but al least I have a storage place where ‘like is with like’ and they are visible all together plus a clean floor beneath the clothes in my wardrobe.

Here’s hoping it works – for a little while at least :)

Smiles all round….


Well, after my lunch on Sunday that involved the ‘tell all’ interlude in the ladies (and which thankfully the friend who was the centre of attention wasn’t at) l feel a bit of light relief is in order.
So here are a few of my Smiles from the past few days

smileys galore

After reading about the horror and misery caused by the earthquake in Nepal it was news of the old and the new that made me Smile.

There was the story of Funchu Tamang 101 years old being found alive with just a minor leg injury.  It would appear his daughter in law dug him out of his destroyed home and he took shelter outside in the garden.  ‘I work in the field and walk every day’ he said – maybe we should do likewise.


Then there were Smiles when the news arrived that a little 4 month old baby boy  (Sonit Awal) had been found alive and well.  Let’s hope that is the most trauma he has to suffer in his life.


Watching a programme on SBS last night I Smiled when I saw a segment that concluded that time spent outdoors in the sunshine had the effect of lowering blood pressure.  Not brand new news as this series of ‘Trust me I’m a Doctor’ was first shown in the UK last year and highlighted studies that had been going on for a while.

Sun worshippers outlive sun avoiders — but don’t forget the sunblock

And of course another baby featured in the news this week.

This new-born baby now has a name – Her Royal Highness Princess Charlotte of Cambridge – Charlotte Elizabeth Diana.  Most of us Smile at newborns :)


Thank you for all your thoughtful comments on the overheard conversation – the two offenders are not ‘real friends’ but members of a group I belong to.  I’d Nod and say Hello to them but not really have much in common so consequently didn’t talk to them much.  Don’t think it’s worth the effort to disclose what I heard but will be sure ‘to watch my back’ where they are concerned!!

Smile and the world smiles with you – cry and you cry alone.  Unknown

Let us always meet each other with smile, for the smile is the beginning of love — Mother Teresa

Have you had much to smile about this week?

What to do – what would you do?



untitledOh dear – Oh dear
The things you hear that maybe you shouldn’t have heard

Particularly when it’s spoken between friends in a place like this

Particularly when a friend of the person being spoken about
is not visible :)

It was difficult (for me) when I returned to our table after they left :(

Not sure I will be able to trust the other two again :(

Have you ever experienced this and what did you do or not do about it?

Linked to Microblog Monday hosted by Mel

You never can tell….


if you had been in my garden today you might have begun to wonder what on earth I was on about a couple of weeks ago when I had mourned the loss of summer.

Today we had a day of blue skies warm breezes and a high of 22c/71f – which is not exactly normal for May.  When I popped down to the library in Montrose I was rewarded with a view of the Dandenongs bathed in sunshine.

Montrose Dandenongs War Memorial May 2015

The little War Memorial was surrounded by flowers and wreaths laid in honour on Anzac Day, and apart from a few clouds on the horizon it was blue skies all the way.

It would appear the reason for my weariness wasn’t evident through pathology – ‘these results indicate you are quite healthy’ said the GP so we are trying another tack.  It was suggested that Catherine make an appointment at the sleep clinic!  I might be waking during the night and not knowing it!

The answer could be anywhere I was told – you just never can tell where :)


Benches for looking from…..


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Just creeping in at the end of the month for Jude’s series of Bench memes – this month of April is for those with a view.  I hope you enjoy my views of the sea today :)

In just a few months I will be able to take advantage of this view of Queen’s Beach in Bowen.  Just a short walk from our accommodation – 4.5kms of sand stretching from the mouth of the River Don down to Cape Edgecumbe.

Queens Beach Qld

There is a funny little one right on the sandy beach at Monte’s Resort just an hour and a bit up the road from Bowen.

Monte's Resort Qld

Drive a few hours down south west of Melbourne along The Great Ocean Road here in Victoria and you can see this one set on the shoreline near the lighthouse at Port Fairy – two of my ‘favourite things. right next door to each other.

Port Fairy

Can you tell I really need a trip to the coast lol

Quiet Interlude

We’ve made our way to South Australia – this is the first view of the Murray from a roadhouse in Tailem Bend.  We have to stop here each time we come this way – just to look see. image Tomorrow The Golfer will take part in the Anzac Day march down King William Road along with some ex-airforce ‘mates’.  Lunch, a few drinks and lots of talk afterwards.  ‘Will be home on Monday

Especially for ?

The Pet Shop I use in Montrose is right next door to the Vet Clinic.  Last Saturday I had to move down the footpath a bit to see the wording on the board.  I knew instantly who to dedicate this post to :)

Vet clinic

 One for you Dianne :)

Vet clinic board

I’ve seen cats and dogs as well as other weird and wonderful pets (plus a horse tied up in the car park) but don’t recall ever seeing a parrot of any shape or size in the rooms. LOL

Coming ready or not…..



We had weeks of sunny dry weather recently – there were days when I could wander up to the reserve and spend time doing nothing.  Sitting resting reading here as well as on our back deck – my idea of a spell in the paddock :)

Park bench march 2015

Not far from my spot is one of the small wetlands pools and for some reason there are four poles set right in the middle.  None of us locals know why they are there – these ducks don’t seem to care.  They just revel in the fact they are!

Sitting Ducks

If they turned the other way they would be able to enjoy the view.

Our beautiful city of Melbourne spreads out for quite a way, this area is in the far east.  Even tho there have been improvements to road and rail access we still tend to think we are about an hour away from the CBD.  Such a short time to move from the hurly burly out to the peace and quiet of these outer eastern suburbs.  There are good and bad aspects to life out here, maybe I’m biased but (sorry Andrew) there’s no way I could live anywhere else.  Now  I know I’ve shown this view to you before but really it is something to see. (Click to enlarge and enjoy)

Ducks Dandenongs Elizabeth Bridge  March 2015

Unfortunately nothing stays the same and not long after watching the ducks enjoying their pole sitting in the warm sunshine things changed.  The dry brown grass in my garden has now been covered by dry brown leaves from next doors oak tree.

Brown grass Brown leaves

 Yesterday there were more changes – it rained.  Real rain.  Heavy wet rain!

Disappearing act

This is what I saw on my way to the pet shop in Montrose.  Those beautiful Dandenong Ranges were masked by heavy cloud for most of the day. I’ve drawn a red line along the section where the tv masts are – or rather should be lol   They were completely hidden by the low cloud.  Same again today, much lower temperatures as well!  Reckon I’ll need a hottie for my toes in bed tonight :(

Yes, these changes will happen whether I like it or not – they are coming ready or not – and those who know me well enough will know I am also not ready for these changes.

Linked to Nature Notes hosted by Michelle at Rambling Woods

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I am…..


Yes I am still here – just taking it easy.

Trying to overcome ‘the wearies’ so having a recovery spell in the paddock.

A trip to the pathology lab this morning may help as far as that is concerned.

We did take a trip to the city last week – a ‘special price’ on the Melbourne Star was enough to tempt us.  Sadly unlike our ‘rides’ on the London Eye and the Singapore Flyer this was an unspectacular experience.  Why it is placed in such an uninspiring location is a mystery to me.

However looking at this quick ‘look here Catherine’ shot highlighted the fact that being off colour and lazy these past weeks means that I now need to lose a few kilos and it is definitely time to get off my whatsit and visit the hardresser.


Try these, I’m sure you’ll like them……….


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These are three of the books I’ve read this year.  They are three books I kept seeing recommended on various blogs and even though I’m not normally a ‘follow the crowd’ person I began to think they’d be worth a look at even if it was just to see what all the talk was about.  I thought they were all going to be quite different – it turned out they were and yet they weren’t.

Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin  is about a young girl (Liz) who is killed in a road accident who turns up in a place called Elsewhere.  Even though technically dead she and others continue to live their lives as they might have back on earth – except they are ageing backwards.

The Golem and the Jinni by Helene Wecker is about a man (Ahmad) and a woman (Chava) and the life they are living in New York during the 1890s.  Just one thing about them – she is made of clay and he of fire.  The story follows their comings and goings as they meet and then attempt to live ‘normal’ lives while trying to discover what’ is a normal life’ for humans without giving the game away.

The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey is about life in Alaska during the 1920s.  It is the story of Jack and Mabel who move there to start a new life after the death of their stillborn child.  During a winter storm they build a ‘snow girl’ which then turns into a Snow Child – a little girl (Faina) made of snow and ice who comes and goes over the years, living in the nearby woods.

Those are just very brief intros to three very different books – yet when I finished them I saw (to me) some similarities.  Mingled in amongst other people they all seemed to have characters who were ‘unreal’ or ‘different'; one who was dead but alive and ageing backwards, others who were made of clay and fire and another who was made from snow and ice.  This was pure fantasy to me – not something I read about everyday lol

They made me think and wonder – about death and what comes after, about history and different communities, about living in a harsh environment and about love, which in one way or another (seen/unseen, spoken/unspoken) featured in all the storylines.  And of course folk/fairy tales and how much we absorb and remember from them as children.

All written by young women, all (I think) are their first published novels and as far as I’m concerned all great reads.

Have any of you also read them?  What were your thoughts?

The Police Officer and The Driver’s Wife……………


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After my police connection a few months ago that dented a big hole in my bank balance I’ve really kept an eye on speed signs and my speedometer vowing never to be caught again.   So I’m wondering if the couple mentioned below would need a bank loan or marriage counselling after this connection with a police officer ??

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The Tale of The Police Officer and The Driver’s Wife

A police officer pulls over a speeding car.

The officer says, ‘ I clocked you at 80 miles per hour, sir.’

The driver says,
‘Officer I had it on cruise control at 60, perhaps your radar gun needs calibrating.’

Not looking up from her knitting the wife says,
‘Now don’t be silly dear, you know that this car doesn’t have cruise control.’

As the officer writes out the ticket, the driver looks over at his wife and growls,
‘Can’t you please keep your mouth shut for once?’

The wife smiles demurely and says,
‘You should be thankful your radar detector went off when it did.’

As the officer makes out the second ticket for the illegal radar detector unit, the man glowers at his wife and says through clenched teeth,
‘Woman, why can’t you keep your mouth shut?’

The officer frowns and says,
‘And I notice that you’re not wearing your seat belt, sir. That’s an automatic 75 dollar fine.’

The driver says,
‘Yeah, well, you see officer, I had it on, but took it off when you pulled me over so that I could get my licence out of my back pocket.’

The wife then said,
‘Now, dear, you know very well that you didn’t have your seat belt on. You never wear your seat belt when you’re driving.’

So as the police officer is writing out the third ticket the driver turns to his wife and barks,
‘WHY don’t you just shut your flaming mouth up ??’

The officer looks over at the woman and asks,
‘Does your husband always talk to you this way, Ma’am?’

‘No officer’ she replied,

Only when he’s pissed!!!

I won’t be long…..


You know straight away when it happens
It’s that awful feeling that comes when you’ve
done something to my back
I bent to pick something up and ‘knew’


I’ve been visiting my local pool a lot over the past week
(photography is not allowed so these are from their web site.
They look good when enlarged)

 I haven’t been in the water up this end where the littlie’s pools are
– or even further down where the big pool is –
but right down the other end by that blue sign
where the warm water therapy pool is.


Oh the joy of moving about in the warm water or sitting in the spa area with the jets directed onto ‘that’ spot and then walking back up the ramp and marvelling at not having an aching back


I seem to have been doing this a lot to ease the pain


But none of this – because sitting is a pain


I’ll be back as soon as I’m pain free and comfortable
and capable of holding a sensible conversation

I’m sure it won’t be long
So be good while I’m away :)

The Policeman and The Wet Floor


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I wonder if there are many these days who get down on their hands and knees and actually scrub the floor.  We might bob down to clean up a spill or dirty mark but I think the days of heavy scrubbing have long gone.

Years ago when I first met her (and also for many years after) my mother in law would do just that.  She would get down with a bucket of hot soapy water beside her and using a flat brush (like the one above) dip it in the water and then scrub an area of the floor.  Then she’d take a rag kept just for that purpose and with a wiping motion move it over the floor where she’d scrubbed and gather all the wet water together, then wring the rag out over her bucket.  ‘Rinse’ the rag and rub it over the floor again.  And so on until she’d washed all the floor.

Then she’d lay newspaper all over the clean wet kitchen floor to allow my father in law (but nobody else) to walk to his favourite chair without taking off his shoes/boots.  Everyone else had to be inside the house before the floor washing began or find something to do outside until it was dry.

Me, well I wasn’t what you would call a floor scrubber, more a mopper lol  So old fashioned I used to say; no way was I getting on my hands and knees for anyone, with all our children in their younger days coming and going in and out of the kitchen I was an everyday mopper.

Then they found out that if they did as they were told and took their shoes off at the door Mum wasn’t yelling at them all the time and needing to wash the floor everyday.  Mum also discovered that all she needed to do was to clean under the kitchen table everyday – for dropped food etc – as the rest of the floor stayed cleaner than before.  So out would come the mop and bucket and I’d swish away after each meal.

I bet you  know where I’m going now – yes after a while I discovered it a lot easier and a lot less troublesome to get down on my hands and knees and just clear up under the table with a wet cloth.

Nowadays, with no messy footprints and no food drops under the table, all the floor needs after a sweeping is a weekly clean over with a wet mop.  But there are times when I would love to be able to get down (and then get back up again without grunting and groaning ) and give the floor a good old scrub on a regular basis.

For all those who need to know – How to mop a floor: 12 step (with pictures) 

Oh yes, and here is the purpose of this little bit of reminiscing.
It’s Friday and we need some fun
And have I got the joke for you :)

A policeman call the station on the two way radio

‘Hello, Is that the Sarge?’


‘We have a case here.
A woman has shot her husband for stepping on the floor she had just washed.’

‘Have you arrested the woman?’

‘No Sarge’

‘The floor’s still wet’

Hope this Friday is a fun day for you – with no need to wash the floor!

Signs of life……….


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Once again we are planning our trip up north to Bowen (on the Whitsunday coast) for when the winter cold arrives in Melbourne and these signs (taken from the car last time we were up there) are a reminder of the 4 long days of driving ahead of us to get to where we are going.  Close to Rockhampton on day 3 these fun signs pop up on the roadside.  There are usually big smiles each time we see them :) 2 1 3

And of course with the long distances to be travelled there are signs like these to make you aware of what could happen.


 so these are there to get the brain working

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 Then of course there are the important ones you don’t want to miss This is one of the wizz bang new digital road information signs we saw when driving south from Tully. Bowen is 2 hours north of Mackay and 2 hours south of Townsville


Whether they are new or old style When you are out in the back of beyond these are important


and even more important if the wording changes to alert you to what could be problems on the road ahead.

IMG_4536click and enlarge for a better view

There are all sorts of signs to be seen at Lesley’s blog Signs Signs


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