Squirt came with me and took the opportunity to say goodbye to the boys.
I returned home with her, so that I could say goodbye to The Band Leader, and then I made my way to 'indoor bowls', where I go every Thursday morning, and left them to finish packing and make their way home. Our goodbyes, surprisingly, did not include tears!
I left bowls early today so that I could get myself organised for a birthday lunch at the park.
After picking up a few things from the supermarket, I decided to pedal home along the river.
I came across six kids selling sea-shells and soldier crabs outside their holiday home. They had dragged a round table from the house and set it up beside the pathway and then placed the shells around the table.
They had collected the shells from along the beach and were selling them for prices that ranged from 10c to $1. Of course, any of us could collect similar shells for ourselves by walking along the beach, but these kids had decorated the table and made price tags and were spruiking to attract customers.
They were polite, confident and well spoken kids who became very excited when I told them that I would like to buy some of their shells. After all, they had put so much effort into this little venture, how could I resist?
I bought two shells at $1 each and as I paid them, they proudly announced "You are officially our first paying customer!"
I started to pedal off, when I decided that I should take their photo, so I asked their Dad's permission and got them to pose around the table.
Here are the shells that I bought ...
|The bargain shells!|
She was already there with Aussie H, Woman of Many Talents and Joyful Kiwi, still awaiting the arrival of a few others.
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the tide was coming in, there were happy laughing children everywhere and families enjoying picnics. Kids were fishing off the river bank or paddling their kayaks and canoes along the river.
Dogs were barking and bounding through the shallows. Toddlers were building sand castles. There were young ones on skate boards, scooters and bicycles winding their way along the paths.
It was the perfect picture of Spring!
Mrs Bucket was in fine form and happily enjoying the company of her friends.
|Mrs Bucket (62 today!)|
After a very pleasant four hours with good food, good wine and good friends, I packed my things into the basket of my trike and made my way home, feeling very relaxed and ready for some quiet time on the couch with Adoring Husband.
It's been a full, but most enjoyable day and now I am ready to collapse in my bed and sleep the night away!