Kajarine Notes

24.12.2012
Dad and I are sitting outside our cabin at the Boab Caravan Park in Kajarine. Its Simmones bifdy today so we are gearing up the a lunch at Scattinis followed by alot of silliness.  Lauren has a big Christmas tree up which has got Simmones heart all in a flutter. The cabin is 15 steps from the pool which I dove into immediately. FARK!!! Hot soup..... Weather has not been too bad really only a small meltdown after an hour at the Parap markets.  Hamish has grown so much but seems to have lost his tounge. Poor Bulla. Been surrounded by old farts is no fun. Ady is taking him hunting tonight so that will jerk the slack out of him.
25.12.2012
Up early and a swim in the pool. Divine with the sounds of the insects and hawkes flying around. Sun coming up slowly a burnt orange colour. Dave has started a new business fixing phones called ufarkifix. Laughin... Dad is givin Dave dog advice sayin kick the dog outside coz the fat from the ham will give her the shits and we don't want her shitting inside while we are having Xmas lunch. We are having chook turkey prawns and veg. Simmone wearing a father christmas pinny for cooking.. laughin.... Made rumballs a couple of days ago. Dad very protective of them.
28.12.2012
Waved Adrain and Jessy of this morning. dad was demonstrating how to position yourself across the tow bar to do a shit.......note the fascination with crapping. Must be a bloke thing.  Hamish was standing there shaking his head.  Hes taller than Lauren Simmone and me now. Hes not interested in kids his own age... well I'm understanding that tooo.... FARK!! I just popped my head out the door and the 40 degree heat smacked me in the face.  There's a car down the road that has two door windows knocked out and its covered in all different sizes and colours of Tarpoline.  Its not moved since we arrived here.  This place is quirky. I went to hang a yarn bomb up @ the post office last night and it wasn't wide enough. While there I heard some one spewing so loud - was the sound sort of water fall like but couldn't see anyone in the main street. Get in to the car and drive off and a little white kitten crawls out of a drain. This morning I go to hang the bomb again and it fits. YAY!!! Countrymen are up walking around looking under plants and bushes for their stash they hid last night and for coins dropped in the car-park spaces.  Taking theire worldly goods out of the rubbish bin they hid last night. Kind of romantic this scene.... Then smack bang!!! 7AM - main street of Kajaine ELVIS sings Blues Suede Shoes from every speaker in the main street.