Blogging From Fridgetown

I'm in Bridgetown for the night staying at Mum and Walter's place. I'm attending a training workshop here tomorrow so took the opportunity for an overnight visit. Mrs Holt Press generously offered me the Tuscan Sunset Mobile for the trip as I had given my car to The Heir so he could drive it to Perth yesterday. That leaves her with his blue tank, 500,000km on the clock and no power steering amongst it's attributes so it was a truly generous act!
Half way here I got a call saying he had a flat tyre and the wheel brace didn't fit!
He inherited all of his mechanical ability directly from me,without even a scintilla of his grandfather's (much more useful mechanical genes) making their way down the hereditary line.
He rang back a little later to say that it turned out the wheel brace did fit after all and he was back on the road. It should be noted at this point that Alex was with him but this did nothing to improve his chances of mechanical success, if anything it diminished them!

Fridgetown is customarily cold so I'm grateful for the pot belly stove warming up the house. Hopefully there'll be an extra doona on the bed when I retire shortly.

I was relieved this morning when at the 4th attempt I managed to obtain tickets for the footy, the Geelong v West Coast game on my birthday. For a little while it looked like I'd miss out, as it is they're in the restricted viewing section, low down behind the goals at the Subi end. I'm not complaining though, I'm just glad I got tickets. I got a couple of extras for Favourite Daughter and Sport Boy if they want to come and help me celebrate my birthday. Mrs Holt Press has booked into a training weekend at Northam to mark the occasion!