We had to do some shopping this morning, so we zipped down to Warragul. These sort of trips are always troublesome for us, because by the time we've had our sleep in and we've arrived in Warragul it's almost time for lunch. But, with Sabina being allergic to wheat, finding the "right" lunch, at the "right" price is not so easy.
So I came up with the brilliant idea that we'll have a barbeque in Warragul.
We arrived in the park. Sabina quickly ran off to the man made creek with her brand new schleich horse, while Pete and I surveyed the barbeque. It was spotlessly clean.
"Why? It's brand new!", exclaimed Pete. "We can't use that!"
What?!! Hello? When a barbeque is dirty, he complains about it, when it's clean we can't use it? Make up your mind!
We used the barbeque, and it was fantastic. Our onions and sausages were perfect, the weather was perfect, and we had the perfect family lunch in the park. Priceless.
Dingo's lesson with Ron
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