18.5.2014
We left Perth on
Monday and spent the first night at Cliff Heads North or South then moved the
next morning to Cliff Heads North or South. This is the spot we usually go to and where Peter hangs out. He’s an old guy who was there the
second time we went. I was a bit
annoyed with him because I was looking at something in the ocean through the
binoculars and he came and stood directly in front of me. How rude is that? He was telling Steve about the Dampier
pipeline and other stuff and I went and sat down because I didn’t want to be
anywhere near him.
I’m so over old
people.
We had two nights
there and then came to Yuna.
Doubtful we’ll stay here any length of time, as it seems there’s only
one resident who lives in the tavern, which is up for sale. He told Steve he’s living there so it
doesn’t get trashed. As if one old
guy is going to make a difference.
Yes, I’m very negative
today; don’t know why because I’m still taking the happy pills.
Poor Timmy is being
walked to death; he’ll be a shadow of his former self by the time we get
home.
We have two
televisions in this caravan and I was in bed yesterday at 6.30 reading because
that TV wouldn’t tune in. We’ve
had a few problems since we picked up the caravan. The most recent was no hot water. It was barely luke warm but we didn’t want to complain
because the warranty ladies aren’t very nice at the dealer. No name and shame on this blog but the
dealer is on Albany Highway at Maddington, opposite a primary school and close
to Silver Chain.
I would recommend that
people stay well away from this mob.
Before you sign up they’re great, afterwards their customer service is
pitiful. Actually non-existent is more accurate.
Last night I felt we
were going to be floating. The
rain was torrential and it was humid.
We have a shelf behind our heads when we’re in bed and when I lifted my
ipad it dripped on me. Water had
come in through the front window, which doesn’t open. Upon further investigation water has gotten into the front
boot.
Steve’s walking around
like Ivanhoe with his antenna for the iinet dongle. If he can’t get a signal off that he’ll give the Telstra
dongle a go. If he can’t get one
from either of them he may as well throw them in the river.
We moved to Galena
Bridge this morning. We’ve been
here before, its where the black swans are. We watched the cygnets for hours last time; some of them
were little tinkers because they kept veering off from where the older ones
wanted them to go. It was quite
amusing but then it doesn’t take much…
Looks like the dongles
are going swimming and that means I can’t post this. Not happy Jan or Telstra or Optus which is who iinet go
through. It annoys me, we pay
nearly $200.00 a month for our phones and the internet, we had neither when we
were at Chris and Yvonne’s place in Pickering Brook and that’s only 25 kms from
Perth. Every other block had cover;
it’s just that their land is in a black spot. We used their Internet whenever we went into the house but
we didn’t want to be walking in as if we owned the place. They never said anything and we know
each other well enough that if they didn’t want us there they would have said.
I need the Internet
because I have to know how our children and grandchildren are. I remember Lee telling me I had to cut
the apron strings to Louisa (and this was over 10 years ago) and I asked him
why. They’ll always be my babies
and their babies are mine as well and if they’re not well, some of them have viruses
this week, I want to know how they’re doing.
Ooh, you lucky people,
we have cover. I’m posting it
quickly before the signal takes off.
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