A Happy New Year

Staying in Pemberton, Phileas had never spent a New Year's holding a baby before, and this wasn't going to be the first!



So, Connor was passed on to the local Bobby - not so hard since we were staying at his place. Incidentally, this was directly opposite the police station, which had been cunningly disguised as a house. Pemberton - a town where people are nice, doors are left open and there's no crime? Yeah, whatever. And I s'pose that gun's just for shooting road almost-kill... oh.



Just after 9pm, the first round of fireworks were dispatched. Fortunately, the volunteer firemen had plans for New Year's Day and had suitably dowsed the bush beforehand.



Out with the old, and in with the new? Don't be daft, this one'll do!



A good night, Irene.



So, New Year's Day with all the Loudens that weren't on duty.



And then on to Windy Harbour to meet some lovely people and play headline games well into the power generator night. How funny can "Romantic Lover" and "Judge(!) Cruel" be? Unfortunately, only 5 people will ever truly know.



That's the thing with the Southern Ocean - so much surf yet so few bars on the temperature gauge!