Time in Birre

Our view from the kitchen (for Mandy)

Sarah's first cake & wild blackberries

Crikey Moses I have had a busy, but relaxing and fun 2 weeks. I have been meaning to come down to the farm on my holidays for the last few years and I don’t know why I haven’t. I have had a ball catching up with my cousins and uncles and aunties, we have eaten so much that we could live off dry biscuits for the next month. 

I think uncle Noels ‘home grown’ lamb could sway a vegetarian, that’s if you have room after eating Auntie Julies potatoes and salads. Uncle don and Auntie Jane put on a similar spread every Monday night for the ‘boys’ Sim, Rod and whoever else is around. That’s one thing I will miss in a few months I think, a nice family roast, I think the camp oven will start getting a good work out. 

Uncle Don and Eliza's kiddos Harry and Clive

I have done a fair bit of work on my car including replacing the rear axel seals, changing hoses, fixing Sarah’s door so she can get out, plumed in an auxiliary diesel tank, sealed the roof and a few other bits and pieces. The old bullet proof hilux is starting to show its age, at least parts are cheap and I can do most repairs myself.

As well as that I have been helping out around the farm a bit, learning heaps of useful things like how to shoot, drive a tractor, how to mill flour and my favourite, how to slaughter a cow, which we did on Wednesday with my uncle Jim and cousin Steve, that’s an experience I will never forget and hopefully put the skills to use if we hit a roo. There is never a dull moment when you’re on the farm and there is always something that needs to be done or story that needs to be told.

We stayed the night last night in Port Campbell, the coastline here is bloody beautiful and I would recommend spending time here to anyone who is interested.

I’ll let the photos do the talking, I can see surf on he horizon and I’m itching to get wet.

Jack.