Nelligen is such a tiny town, we don't even have a town drunk which means we all take turns. And yet, this morning's walk up Braidwood Street, through Maisie's Lane, past the tennis courts, up Currawon Street, along Runnyford Road and down Reid Street left me tired out.
What better way to recover my strength than to sit on the jetty in the early-morning sun with a cup of lemon-and-ginger tea while the river - and a gentle stingray - quietly glide by. Wasn't life meant to be like this?