Middies at the Burlington and dinner at the Dome.
A round of coffees on the bus as the wind buffeted her port to starboard, bow to stern.
A round of hot chocolates to warm the cockles of our hearts.
Waves goodbye as Perpendicular Paul departs with his hire car into the gale force winds of a severe weather warning.
We dont sleep in our school bus home as we fear being Mary Poppinsed up up and away and plopped into Koombana Bay.
