The days are blurring into a repeat pattern;
Colin cooks breakfast (spinach, salmon, scrambled eggs and hollandaise sauce the other day),
we pack up and head to wherever the surf is (Broken Head these days),
we come back eat lunch and lounge in the sun,
the afternoons are relaxed – walking, shopping, snoozing, mucking about on the beach (Colin sometimes works),
we eat dinner and then play cards, watch movies or chat with the neighbours. Last night we headed to the local RSL club for dinner and to watch the State of Origin final.
A steady stream of action and inaction.
Jan's first success at surfing
