Arrival

A FAMILY

Holiday in the RAIN By: Elaine Lutton

It might possibly have escaped your notice, but the weather of late has been a little, shall we say, inclement. Added to this, the advent of the “plague”, has done nothing to further encourage the local tourist industry.

My family, here on a visit from Melbourne, has allowed nothing to interfere with their enjoyment of Bribie. I can only stand in awe of their resilience. My son, at this very moment, is playing golf in the rain, whilst my daughter in law has taken my granddaughters to the Aquatic Centre which appears to be heated to a temperature suitable for the boiling of crabs. And all of this, after a morning spent fishing, catching no fewer than five fish, squire, bream and butter bream. I can assure you that due to the tender hearts of my granddaughters, no fish were actually harmed, the entire operation becoming a tag and release procedure, accompanied with exhortations by the girls to the fish to find their mothers as speedily as possible in case of a change of mind by their father. Only the butter bream spent any time in the recovery pool, we think he may have been sulking, and preparing a tale for his parents of the piscine abuse he had so recently undergone. Eventually he, too, left for the ocean awaiting him. The Berage has been well-used, what a good idea that was. My son insisted that I keep my own bedroom, which was much appreciated. My daughter-inlaw has got into My Gov and now I look like an old lady savvy with all aspects of modern technology, not entirely true, but good enough to fool those peculiar crosswords that want you to check-in and show a green tick next to your name. My son and his wife have been complaining about the heat and humidity, which I find almost humorous, as complaints along that nature used to be my prerogative! Now, it appears, I have become acclimatised to the Queensland climate. I wish Don were here to appreciate the miracle. I have put my son and daughter-in-law in the room with the double bed, but even with a fan, they still find it stuffy. At least we have the air conditioner to keep us cool, and me, almost a little chilly. Last night we found that the youngest of my granddaughters had found a new use for Ferrari. She discovered that his seat was very comfortable and that his handlebars made an excellent iPad rest. And there she was, ensconced with ear-pads, almost asleep in the arms of my Latin Lover, being lulled to sleep. I think we should have left her, as she is known for being reluctant to enter the Land of Nod. However, she woke when she heard us and was distressingly soon her usual bouncy self. The day had been given over to beach activities, totally regardless of the wet weather. Whilst Simon and Bill are playing golf, Tamara and my grandson, Joey, are visiting, and we are enjoying one of our rare family gettogethers. We intend to go out to dinner at the Jetty tonight, which will be lovely. On Sunday Simon and his family will be making their way to Noosa, where they will continue their holiday and I will be left with many fond memories of their visit.