Morning has broken - just.

 I'm dressed and my heater is on.

No post from Rob this morning. Obviously nothing from Peter.

I plan to drop off some feijoas at Peter's at about 11.20am today. It doesn't matter if he's out walking or picking up things from his storage unit to sell, I'll leave them by his front door. It'll be a roundabout trip because I have to drop Shelley at 'balance'* and then pick her up at midday. I think, from memory, it's Lynn who really likes feijoas and not Peter. Peter prefers a pie but I'm not giving mine away.

Tomorrow morning I pick up Rob and L at 7am to take them to the airport. They're off to the Philippines. A big adventure for Rob that will probably mean no blog posts for a while. Though maybe he can still post from over there? Only his god knows.

"I know, but I'm not telling you."

I'm practising my 30 memorised tunes at the moment. I don't mean right now, I mean during practice time. I must get some double bass done too. You'll remember that I have 6 solo pieces, written by me, that I'm working on. I have no gigs, for either of my instruments, on the horizon. I guess this is why people take up busking, particularly as they get older. 

I have written this post without using RZ. Remember I told you about RZ in my last post? Ah well, if you didn't read the post, that's your problem.

That's it, I'm off.

Ciao tutti.

* Exercise for old(er) people at our local library.