
This is where we have our own space to wander, and get away from the city hassles. For two years this has been our sanctuary, and helped us stay sane.
Its a great place to sit and relax in peace, reading or swimming, or to roll your sleeves up and do some hard yakka, like chopping wood, bush walking or clearing leaves from around the house.
But we yearned for adventure, and could hear the rest of Australia calling us! Time to become the Windy Wanderers! Or as translated by our son, the Travelling Old Farts!
I did not call you the travelling old farts, you did that yourself!
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Yes but you first connected Windy to flatulence!
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