Another year and still no Jetpacks.

Matt and Kath dropped by on their way from Victoria to Queensland. It was great to see our old friends and catch up on a couple of nights of blathering. New Years Eve saw us sitting on North Headland in the dark watching the distant Coffs Harbour fireworks display. We lost Em and Kiku on the way home along Murrays Beach. They turned up eventually. Scampi, the dog, found them.

Matt and I actually crawled out of bed at 6am and had a paddle around the headland and a surf on the waves. I spent the rest of the day reading and snoozing ... mmmm