It is the first day of summer here. And being the first Sunday of the month, I would normally be spending it on a motorcycle with with our small group here in Castlemaine. But not today! It is very cold (we are both wearing puffer vests and neither of us is really very warm) and raining as well; so I rang and advised that I would not be coming. And I have no regrets about not going - it would have been a very wintery ride.
Not like last month, when thanks to the long weekend we had a three-day ride up into New South Wales and then back through North-West Victoria. A very pleasant trip, staying in pubs in tiny little outback towns - and not getting cold or wet.
But the big change for us has been the birth of a grandson. Something I rather doubted was ever going to happen, but it has - thanks to our gay daughter, Louise, and modern medical technology. Two days after starting to be induced she produced a son, Jack. So Louise and Annette's lives have changed enormously, and ours have changed not quite so much.
Not quite so much.
Jack is now over two weeks old and so far Louise and Annette, though somewhat tired out, are getting along remarkably well. And Jack is getting bigger quite rapidly.