Our little house is an uproar of noise. Evan is playing his music (a little too loudly), Steven is watching a movie (a little too loudly) and I guess this rattly old keyboard is adding to the maelstrom of sound. I am sandy, salty and tired from a day down the Jetty. See the pics below. Emmy and I paddled round the harbour and chose the yachts we will buy when we have worn Cheri down. Evan jumped and spun off the dunes. Steven climbed Muttonbird island and swam round the boats in the casual anchorage with Emmy and I.

Tomorrow I would like to try and get the sailing dinghy in the water. However, now is the time to survey the fridge for our eventide feeding frenzy. Dinner.