Today was a day for a bit of a sleep-in, followed by breakfast from Theresa, who as a night owl gets up later in any case. Breakfast was fried eggs, tomatoes and mushrooms on toast with tea, and was partaken with Eric over meandering conversation. At some point Theresa had to prepare for a customer (she is a masseuse) and we set about our work.
New Plymouth Post Office Tower mirrored in Govett-Brewster Art GalleryFirst I had to remove everything from the pack and sort out some washing. Then the raincoat and the pack had to be washed out in the driveway with the hose; plenty of foam still forming in the pack, and these were hung out on the line to dry. The boots were not getting very dry as they were. As I was finishing the hose job, Theresa’s customer rolled up in her car with custom plates and before she went into the house introduced herself to me as “Jill” (which was clear from the plates). Read more…
