In the midst of catastrophe; a funny story, this snippet from Saturday's West Australian. Please enjoy. It certainly gave me a laugh. That poor moggy!
In regards to the bushfire; the firefighters saved about 370 homes in the path of the fire. I was utterly amazed to see on the news the helicopter view of some of these houses; looking like perfect little oases stuck in the midst of acres and acres of grey-white ash with leafless black tree-trunks poking out of the ground all round; absolutely incredible!! Such a fantastic effort...
In the past nearly-a-week, I've been doing my yearly duty of staying at our beach house, guarding it against the expected hoards of drunken marauding teenage school-leavers. Well, that is how the media like to portray leavers, anyway... I can only guess whether the extras diverted from the bushfire areas are here, since as usual it is pretty quiet and I've only seen small groups of teenagers sitting about together on the beach, enjoying themselves in a cheerful yet still civilised way. Honestly, I don't know what all the hysteria about leavers is. Most of them seem pretty nice kids to me. Sienna is an absolute magnet on the beach for pats.
On the other hand I am getting rather lonely now. Sienna is sorta good company, but...
I'm reeeeally looking forward to when the family turns up tomorrow for our "family" part of the holiday.
Dress, modified Burda 8511, with wave-y pocket welts which (oops!) you can't even see here... linen with raw silk pocket welts, details here
Cardigan and hat; Country Road