well i'm home

and not a minute too soon - what with all the pouring rain that I woke up to down the coast this morning. Holidays were nice - and my trip to Byron was lovely - and dad was very patient and came into every shop with me and pretended to be interested in my hunt for sugar tongs! He did draw the line at consuming some of the food though - and for lunch he ordered the most least likely to be toxic - or laced with 'magic herbs' - he ordered a ham and cheese sandwich!!! He refused to try any of the "bliss ball' I bought form the totally vego shop, he only drank half his coffee ( which he later swears gave him a migraine and he thinks he may have had some crystal meth in it) and he begrudgingly tried some organic donut after he saw that I didn't instantaneously drop dead! But all in all bless him!!! ( also given the fact that mum would never have come with me to Byron after our one disastrous trip in which she just kept saying - "but this shop has exactly the same stuff as the last shop why do you want to look in them all")

its good that I am back - because if I spend too long down the coast I have a tendency to want to never come home and become a hippy - I could totally get with the vibe of Byron - minus the bliss balls and I have always wanted dreadlocks...seriously.