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Three major events occurred for me last year (2010), all in the space of about 2 weeks. I turned 50. The following day I got married. Two weeks later, my oldest daughter became pregnant with her first child and my first grandchild.

Most middle-aged people will tell you that in their minds, they still feel 20 something. It's the same for me.

Wasn't it only yesterday that I was planning a night out with guys from the surf club? That gorgeous new perm. Flaired, cuffed denims and the red t-shirt with the off-the-shoulder frill. Corked platform wedgies. **sigh**

Suddenly I'm looking in the mirror and wondering how 30 years can flash by so damned quickly!

So here I am in cyberspace, sharing my genuine shock and horror with anyone who'll listen and maybe I'll even meet some other over 50s who find themselves in the same predicament!

Welcome to my dilemna!!

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Day Three of 2017 Road Trip

We checked out of our Toowoomba motel earlier than expected because even though they put us at the back where we would miss the noise of the main road traffic, the upstairs neighbours were stomping around before the sun rose and then the shop behind the room, even though it isn't open on Saturdays, decided to start machinery and move furniture at about 6.30am.

Needless to say, we were wide awake and ready to leave much earlier than originally planned.

Our idea was to drive until we found a nice looking cafe for breakfast, but we were in Warwick before ANY kind of cafe came into view!

The Cherry Tree was our cafe of choice.

It was right across the road from the park where the local markets were being held and where the crowd was building for the Remembrance Day Ceremony.

We did a quick lap around the markets, but there was nothing different there from any other market ...  we are pretty selective about the stalls we support and are not impressed by markets full of plastic rubbish from China.

The cafe was incredibly busy but I found them to be very efficient, even though the young girl accidentally overcharged BGWLBH by a few dollars and THEN brought her a big breakfast instead of plain old bacon and eggs!

I ordered bacon, grilled asparagus and avocado with a green smoothie and a latte. Delicious and very filling!

On our way out of the cafe, it was almost 11am, so we stopped on the fringe of the crowd that had gathered and respectfully observed the minute of silence before climbing in the car and figuring out which way to exit Warwick.

We began to take a side road to Killarney and Queen Mary Falls, but we've seen Killarney before and we weren't sure how far we would have to walk to find the Falls. We decided that the round trip would add at least 90 minutes to our day, so we reluctantly turned back to highway that would lead us to Tenterfield.

The road entering Tenterfield ...


I downloaded the song 'Tenterfield Saddler' and as we drove through the very quiet main street of Tenterfield, played the song through my JBL Flip 3 portable speaker at full volume (like I'm sure THAT'S never been done before!), which I held out the window!

Our next stop was Ballendean where we spotted a fruit van selling cherries and apricots. While we were purchasing our punnets of cherries, a man pulled up and walked across the parking area wearing a kilt! We asked him politely if he would mind having his photo taken with BGWLBH ...


... he was lovely!

The other highlight of Ballendean is the Triceratops (aka Fruitasaurus) on the left hand side of the road which tried to eat our travelling companion, Wilbur Herbert.




We were pretty excited to find Wallangarra, which is a tiny border town between QLD and NSW.

There was a little craft cottage which we simply had to stop at. I bought a padded scissor holder and a yellow kitchen hand towel.

Across the road from there, was another little gift shop that sold an array of different and interesting bits and pieces. We walked in on the shop owner being 'read' by a passerby who happened to be a clairvoyant. The shop owner was a little emotional at that point and after the clairvoyant left, she talked to us about the experience.

She also told us about how much she loves her little shop, so we shared our love like two mothers comparing babies as I told her about my shop too.

She was very nice, as was her shop, but her coffee was pretty ordinary and we ended up tipping it out at our next stop.

Our second last stop for the day was a little town called Deepwater. We stopped to have Wilbur Herbert's photo taken with the menagerie of concrete animals standing on the footpath outside of the shop ...





Tonight, we are staying in The Acacia Motel in Armidale. It's a nice little motel in the back streets so there is no street noise and no shops nearby and no top floor. Fingers crossed that we get a peaceful morning sleep!

I think I need to sleep right now. It's been a big day.

Nite all.

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