The roar of the V8s does nothing
for me, in fact after 2 days of the incessant background hum of ‘em and the
associated buzz of the bloody helicopters – seriously a Vietnam vet would have
been hiding under the bed! I had had more than enough so a little road trip was
in order.
Not far down the motorway is a
sleepy little place called Tumbulgum, strange name, sweet place. We took dog
and sat with a takeaway coffee and cake right by the river and enjoyed, you
guessed the SILENCE. Ah how lovely!
It is just a strip of bugger all
right on the river and even tho it is completely dog unfriendly we have been a
few times. It is very popular. The pub is packed out – yes kids are allowed but
you can’t even tie dogs to the road posts. I am not sure how that is illegal,
but there are signs up so we didn’t.
There is a little cafe / restaurant
with a lot of outside seating and again kids but no dogs allowed. The takeaways
are fine.
There are signs up showing where
you can take the dog for a walk – not sure who authorised or paid for the signs.
We sat well away from said signs and Dog had a lovely little romp on the grass,
took a dump in the leaf litter, (which Steve scooped up) and licked her first cappuccino.
We all had a lovely silent time.
Ahhhhh
Who won that bloody race......
who cares.... Ok I know Carol cares.
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