See Ya Summer!

How good are summer holidays when your roughly between the ages of 5 and 7? Nothin' to do but hang with your cuzzys pullin' faces, fling yourself into the wind off head high sand dunes and hammer through suburbia on ya new treddley. And they say kids ain't safe to be kids anymore?

Fig.1:  The Goonies (version 2.0) with Chunk, Monkey and Bruddah...

 Fig.2: Truffle Shuffle replaced by the squashed mango face...

Fig.3: It started out as a kite flying arvo but the fricken kite wouldn't fly so I snapped it into 30 pieces and gave Iggy the tail. He had a much simpler method to get that airborne.

Fig.4: Milo Cool at the very moment he arrived back on earth after pushing through an invisible portal from another dimension...

 Fig.5: Max and Goose, overlords of surburbia...

 Fig.6: Lord Humungas, warrior of the wastelands,  the ayatolla of rock and rolla...

 Fig.7: This week Iggy starts school for the first time. If I were an artist I'd say this shot is symbolic of his first tentative pushes onto the long road ahead. But I'm not an artist so I'll just say here's a photo of Iggy riding his bike.

Fishing with Gran

Back in the day my Bedste used to take me fishing. We went up the Bruns river and caught flatheads and bream and whiting mostly. Good memories. Last year Bedste died and so recently me and the boys went to visit Gran and do a bit of fishing in the backyard in memory of Bedste's awesomeness. While Gran and I sat there eating cake, Ig and Mi realed in these two bream. They were a good size but we threw em back. Bedste only kept absolute bangers. Also Iggy had three pieces of cake which made Gran laugh.