As the ANZAC Day holiday arrived Barb and I were asked to go to Ulladulla for a few days with some friends. We hooked up the finished tear-drop camper and went through all the camping crap that we seemed to have acquired over the years, then put all the stuff that we knew wouldn’t be used but put in anyway  just in case!!

We met the others at Picton and they had bloody big caravans and four wheel drives!! Our Kombi looked so cute with our little Penny in tow. With some small banter and a “get your c.b. ready” as well as “and try to keep up” all said in fun by the way and we were off. I must say Penny towed like an old hand and bless her but Mum Brandy kept a look out for her and kept her safe along with us!! The trip was great with no traffic problems (and we were expecting a few) and drivers pulling alongside us and giving us the thumbs up.

We arrived at our destination and were greeted with a sign that said cash money required!! We all went through our pockets and behind the seats and found nothing. I knew I would find exactly that as its part of the joys of being poor!!  What to do??  Mary said “I have cash” and she put up the money so we could all have a gate pass. She then asked when we would pay her back and got five mumbling replies…..silly girl!! At least we were in and were pointed to our sites. With the vans side by side and us at the back it was just like a Flat Four camp. The setting up was a giggle, I was in my site but no one liked it so another site was decided on. This was after I had my base nailed down and the roof bars fitted!! I was dragged to another site we all liked but the crew who did own it, were not happy. After much pointing and talking it was  settled, I would peg the tent down with spikes through concrete, easy!!

We really enjoyed our day and went back to our camp. We finished setting up our sites a little better and getting comfortable was the order of the night. With the bbq set up and Norm doing the cooking, Barb and I were very comfortable indeed!! I managed to stay awake till 8.30 pm!! I'm getting better zzzzzzzzzzzz… where was I?? Oh yeah, I was getting sleepy around that time and soon found myself curled up in my bed with the solid safety of steel over my head. The next day a decision was made to wander around and see what developed.  We soon found ourselves waist deep in garage sales, my favourite pass time.  I  scored a vintage railway worker's dinner box left as it was with all the scars of time, next came a brand new coffee maker. After four sales we went in search of food  another favourite pass time of mine!! 

After that it was onto more stuff I don't need or want!! For me buying things is about “you never know, it might come in handy one day”! What does it matter, I like doing it. Day three and after a brekky supplied by Tony, (I'm really starting to love these guys. I haven't cooked yet and I'm eating!!)  away we went in the one 4x4. The shortest person had to sit in the child’s seat, guess who got that position?? We went on to the next adventure and guess what??  Another garage sale, and on a Sunday too, yahoo!! There were a lot of interesting bits and pieces here and I found a stapler, a big bugger to you!! I decided that a person should test things if that person is thinking of buying something for $2.00. After all, a person doesn’t want to be ripped off, does he??
 

After studying the said stapler for some considerable time, I pressed down on the handle!!  A bang and a very low “phoop” followed and then the pain hit me!!  I had used it the wrong way around and had the shooting end held firmly in my left hand!! Now I’m not a baby but I had put the staple into my middle finger!!   Have you ever seen a child when they know that they just did something stupid, and they slowly look over their left and right shoulders??  Well that's what I did and seeing the coast was clear I got my finger under the top of the offending item and started to pull it out. It was the longest bloody staple I have ever seen and when I finally got it out the red stuff started to flow. Thinking quickly I tried to put it back to stem the flow without success!! Now with the claret flowing down my hand I had to get help so in a tiny voice I called out “Barb, can you help me please”?? As she walked over she had the band aid ready, she knows.  After all the excitement died down and I paid for the offending weapon, (well I had to buy it, I just bled all over a dressing table they were trying to sell) next on the agenda was a drive to the nearest club for munchies. The next best thing when there is no ice- cream, no ice- cream, did I just say that, what am I doing here??  Zzzzzzzzzzz did I mention the problem I am having with nodding off??  It's not getting any better.

Well that's about it. I suppose I have learnt a good lesson I just can’t remember what it is!! Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz