Cottage stay, what a wonderful day.

you know how it is when you flip through some of the country magazines

and you see all the nice cottages with all the vintage furniture and you wonder

wow, it would be nice to stay in one of these... not for a long time, maybe a day or two...

a nice stroll in the greens, a relaxing soak in the tub with all the wonderful smell of flowers

old jazz playing in your ears, along with the birds and nature sounds...

won't it be nice?



yes, it is very nice.

and yes, thats exactly how it is, whatever your imagination is about the cottage stay...

though i must say, some of the vintage pictures they hang on their walls can be rather scary.

and when night time falls, it gets a little creepy if you're all alone.

but hey, if you're alone, you won't be needing the cottage stay to begin with.



We took a long stroll in the park in the afternoon

wanted to buy some food to cook for dinner but ended up with breakfast bacon and eggs for dinner...

a great big tub for a relaxing soak and hot tea in the balcony to end the day...



the plan for the next day was horse riding and trout fishing.

was advised not to do both in the same day as it would be really tiring

ignored the great advice and did it anyways

guess who have muscles aches in places no one thought possible...



well, the stay here in Melbourne is definitely much better than anywhere I went in Australia

the people here are much better but mainly cos i get to go about more

and she's got more time for me rather than divided attention...

but as the happy times slowly creep into my holiday

the sad news of going home is ringing loud in my ears.

thats just life isn't it?

you always get the good with the bad.



tomorrow is my last day to get around,

i hope i can get more pictures but well...

i don't ask for much, just so long I get to enjoy myself, its good enough.



I have made a few new year's resolutions...

when i get back home, here is a list of things i'm working on

1. slowly but surely, start working on going home early. Maybe for the 1st few months

I'll get home by 11pm, and slow as time passes, earlier until i get to 6pm.

2. plan my weekends and ensure that i catch up with people and spend quality time with them

3. get my bloody driving license

4. spend more time with the kids

5. learn a new skill



well, just a short list so its manageable and achievable

i'm not exactly sad in going home, just sad i'm ending a holiday break

looking forward to meeting my animals again

and finally having a proper new year party with my family.

well, life can be beautiful isn't it?

well, after all the hell i went through, it better be beautiful now...

Ha.