I didn't really want to go - I mean, why put up with road rage, nasty people, and all that out-and-out commercialism when I can enjoy my peaceful seven-acre privacy and only occasionally see the world pass by on the quietly flowing river? - but my parole officer said it's time for me to confront the outside world again.
And so we did the rounds of the Ulladulla op-shops where I found "The Australian Moment - How we were made for these times" and "Winning the Battle for Relevance - why even the greatest become obsolete"; had lambs fry with mashed potatoes and gravy and a glass of Chateau Card-board at the local club; and worked off all those extra calories at the swimming pool which was full of people and ...
Which reminds me, I did get caught today taking a pee in the swimming pool. The lifeguard on duty shouted at me so loud, I nearly fell in. I'm glad to be home again!
