Orange dawn

This morning we woke up to an orange world. It looked misty, which seemed odd given how dry it's been (despite last night's small storm). My first thought was a bushfire, but it turned out to be a dust storm. It's very windy.

What a rotten day

I woke up with diarrhoea and nausea, and Louka persisted in wanting to sit on my stomach. Urgh. At about 9:30 I felt well enough to consider eating breakfast, so I made some porridge. I did manage to eat it.

Then Graham wanted me to return some drainage cell fabric to where he bought it from. In Campbelltown. I'd tried to fit it in the boot of the Astra but it was too long, so today Graham took the Astra and I used his ute. The GPS reckoned it would take an hour to get to Campbelltown. Oh well, I put some CDs in the car and set off about 11:30. I think we got there around 1.30. The transaction went ok, except it couldn't be done on the spot because the financial manager was out at lunch. Then we set off home.

Louka fell asleep pretty soon, but because the ute doesn't have room for a child seat, she kept leaning on my driving arm, making it a bit awkward to drive. Then the ute vibrates a lot, and my arms started getting what Louka calls "buzzy". They still feel a bit buzzy now.

The GPS took me home via the Harbour Bridge, which would be fine except it doesn't have new maps including the Lane Cove Tunnel. I managed to miss the turnoff and ended up in the tunnel - so much for avoiding tolls. Got home around 4pm.

Then Graham rang to say someone had backed into the Astra and made a real mess of the door. Oh well, apparently it's still drivable...

The only good thing today is that a postcard finally arrived from Mum and Dad from Quedlinburg. I'd been beginning to worry about them as they've been away a couple of weeks with no news.