I am home in lovely Adelaide and this weekend is all about having fun!! Going to pack a lots in and enjoy every single second.
So today the gang got together for lunch at one of my favourite places here, The Seacliffe Hotel. It is right on the beach and has a great local pub kind of atmosphere, the food is good and the view is to die for. Its always the place I head to for a great sunset shot with palm trees!!
I nipped out to the shops as I had some bits to attend to, and whilst I was out I suffered a wee bit of toenail trauma. Now those of you that know me well will know about my dodgy big toenails. Well, whilst in one of the shops a worker there, called Trevor, inadvertently trod on my left big toe. Not a major drama you would think, but he was over 6 foot and well built, had at least size 10 feet and was wearing boots. Me, on the other hand, was wearing the obligatory flip flops. Ouch just about covers it. He was mortified but I assured him I was ok. Little did he know as I shoved my foot underneath a shelf out of view, that the nail was almost off and a rather large pool of blood was forming around the flip flop. Now, I didnt want to cause him any distress so I reached into my bag for the wet wipes I always carry on holiday (good for a quick wash if you remember my comment in Fremantle and also for blowing your nose) but alas I had left them at home in an attempt to make my back lighter. So my only option was an old envelope. Now I have been known to improvise with bandages and such like but the absorbency of an envelope in an emergency bleeding situation is not good. Especially when you are not trying to draw attention to yourself. So I hobbled up to the counter and asked the man for a tissue as I had stupidly stubbed my toe and made it bleed a bit. He was very obliging and handed over what I had asked for. So, with a large napkin wrapped around my throbbing and bleeding big toe, I flip flopped my was out to the car with my purchases, leaving a trail of my blood and an blissfully unaware Trevor behind.
So after doing some domestic chores and getting myself reasonably sorted back at The Hutsons (which involved some ouching and a few plasters) Carrie picked me up and we headed out to meet Mandy and Tracey at the Seacliffe. A lovely lunch and chinwag ensued with the back drop of the millpond still crystal blue ocean, and then we retired to the seafront for coffee and cake and some stupid picture taking.
Our evening was to be spent at The Adelaide Fringe in the Garden of Unearthly Delights (I went to it last year if anyone remembers.....) which is a fun fair and circus type venue with tents and ramshackle huts all showing funny weird and wonderful acts and shows. Its an amazing fun place for families in the day, and adults at night. I went back to Carries and chilled by the pool after we said good bye to the others and after a lovely dinner we got a lift into the city for out night out!
It was buzzing and the weather was great so we wandered in and to the box office to grab ourselves some tickets. We plumped for Mickey D, a comedian, and we had a couple of hours to kill so we wandered around, had a couple of drinks (one of which got ditched by an overenthusiastic bottle collector who said she tipped it away as it was unattended. I told her the fact that I was standing next to the table taking a photo should have been a clue but she was having none of it. Her boss was slightly more accommodating and replaced the drink......) and then decided to go see the freak show that I had watched with T last time. It consisted of a collection of weird animals, 2 headed cows and sheep that sort of thing, dodgy skills and human fish, great stuff! Then we watched a dare devil who was ok but not in the same league and the sword swallowing Space Cowboy from before. Still good entertainment.
Then it was chips time and into the queue for Mikey D. OMG he was hysterical. An Aussie guy now living in Birmingham for some god forsaken reason, and he had real life down to a tee. When he asked if there were any English in I obviously said Wooooo and he said I hope you are not from Maidstone!!! Shuy up!! He had apparently done a shit gig there once and I wasnt surprised when he told me where it was!! His show was great and we laughed to an hour solid!
We then just wandered back through the garden to find a cab, it was after midnight and the streets were alive, and for a city that usually shuts at 8 it was great!! We got in out cab, driving by a blind. asian Nigel Mansell (we got whiplash at every corner and traffic lights!!) and then it was home to bed ready to face another day in paradise. Gleneg tomorrow, another favourite of mine. We are all getting together to enjoy the sun, chat and watch the street performers. Cant wait xx
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