Sister has spent the past week with her boys on a school camp in the Northern Territory. Is all sounded quite bloodthirsty with local aboriginal lads showing them how to kill and cook the native wildlife. Sister posted a photo of herself on her FB page in a crazy pose with her lads, and only one of them looked like he was pained by his mad school teacher.
Bone Doctor and Little Jo were booked on a 1.45am Monday flight to Darwin to join Sister for a week as Sister had rid herself of her lads on the Sunday. Why 1.45am? Saving $500 is significant. Sunday, Bone Doctor had to doctor at a football match in a northern Melbourne suburb, so we looked after Little Jo. The previous night at their home she had been sick and there was washing of bedding and a bath and hair wash at 3am.
She was still not entirely well but we had forked out $80 for the three of us to see a dinosaur exhibition for kids at Caulfield Racecourse, plus I had changed my work so that I did not work Sunday and lost $100 odd by doing so.
We planned to tram into town, have brunch and catch the train, but the weather was just so hideous, we decided to drive. The weather remained hideous for the rest of the day. I am not a great one for pain killers, but I really wish I had taken some aspirin in advance. The noise level from roaring dinosaurs and 1,000,000 children was horrendous. The only consolation was lots of young children meant lots of young daddies to look at.
The event was well run and not bad value for the money. After jumping around on a bouncing dinosaurs, Little Jo became unwell again and went quite pale, and R had to take her outside where at the change room toilet, she did a big ridding herself of whatever was ailing her. She seemed better after that.
Once home, Bone Doctor returned absolutely frozen from the football and we insisted she had a hot bath. Unlike the rest of our taps, the bath tap has no restricter and fills in a minute. She and Little Jo went to bed about 8.30 and as I was working the next day, I did not stay up to see them off at midnight and nor did R. Bone Doctor reported back that Little Jo had thrown up in the car on the way to the airport but was fine the next day.
I don't usually mind a Melbourne winter and I don't like temperatures over say 22 degrees, but I think I was a little envious of seeing the Bellarine family on FB, bare armed and enjoying 28 degrees, as they prepared for fireworks night, fireworks being banned in most of Australia, but not the Northern Territory.
We had lunch at an East Malvern cafe. Across the road the window prop amused me.
Did I mention the weather was nasty?
Inside was a plastic toy dinosaur.
Is that its baby or another breed?
Many of the dinosaurs were animated.