A line from one of the quirkiest movies ever, The Castle, runs something like, 'How's the serenity?'
It's asked by the father of a loveable Aussie suburban/bogan family at their holiday home, which abuts a huge power pylon.
"How's the serenity," he asks, as the pylon hisses and spits.
If that chap had been at our beach house this week, he wouldn't have had to ask that question.
Somehow the planets aligned and we managed to sneak away to the bach for two days. And it was glorious.
On Thursday and Friday mornings, there was absolutely no-one around. Which is just how we like it.
Here's Bristol the Wonderdog, having the mid-week beach all to himself.
It's asked by the father of a loveable Aussie suburban/bogan family at their holiday home, which abuts a huge power pylon.
"How's the serenity," he asks, as the pylon hisses and spits.
If that chap had been at our beach house this week, he wouldn't have had to ask that question.
Somehow the planets aligned and we managed to sneak away to the bach for two days. And it was glorious.
On Thursday and Friday mornings, there was absolutely no-one around. Which is just how we like it.
Here's Bristol the Wonderdog, having the mid-week beach all to himself.
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