8:30 and it’s 33° and 56% humidity. It’s going to be brutal on my bench today. I might even bailout at lunch.

I’ve now finished my last full year of work. Sometime in the next few months I’m retiring or at least winding back my workload. Then I intend to reintroduce my own creativity in my workshop and probably my online presence along with Grandad duties. There are great changes in the wind for me.

Ohhhh. I just found some cherries I stored in spirit some few (I have no idea) years ago. Might have to have some with ice.

Just posted my 90yo mother onto the coach back to Toowoomba after an exhausting 24 hours to introduce her to her 7 week old great-granddaughter. Four generations and the ring-in son-in-law.

Rick’s Cafe is a happening place on a Friday evening in Palmwoods.

I’m staying in an Air BnB in Palmwoods tonight on the Sunshine Coast hinterland and I’m surprised by the traffic noise from the local roads —The old main road before the motorway was built. Compared to my inner city urban home West End in Brisbane which is totally quiet. Who would have thunk it that inner city would be quieter than the bush?

One of the great joys of how I manage my email.

Don’t you hate it when making a cup of tea and the milk has turned and curdles when you add it. Got a fresh cuppa now.

Why is when I see this image I think of Peter Dutton’s wife mentioning “he’s not a monster”. And the old saying… “I think tho dost protest too much my dear.”

I made a blacksmith knife yesterday at Cracked Anvil Forge in a one day hobby course. 01/50