Who's in Bed until 8:30am??????

I would like to say in answer to one of Stephen's posts not too long ago that not all of us are in bed having breakfast until 8.30am. Some of us (me) are usually up making the said breakfast. However, I think I owe Stephen quite a few breakfasts as he made mine for the last 6 years M -F. I must say I am sleeping a whole lot better here despite being in a much smaller bed, a nearly level caravan with the noise of waves crashing and the occasional car or truck passing by. Could it be the fresh air, exercise, lack of stress - who knows as long as it keeps going.

We visited a couple of markets over the long weekend which really turned out to be the same market in two different locations. On Saturday we were at the craft market at the Port Macquarie near the marina. They had a good selection of stalls with all the usual jewellery, knitting, painted wood thingys, more craft things made out of towelling than I've ever seen and belly dancers. Then on Sunday we visited the markets in the main street of Laurieton. I recognised the same stalls from the previous day but this market came without belly dancers. Nevertheless, we had a good time and found a great little cafe to sit outside and have lunch.

The other day we took a trip up to Kempsey and South West Rocks. Not much to report about Kempsey - we went there to pick up something from a shop there and as it was so hot we didn't look around too much. A friend recommended we visit South West Rocks. It's quite a drive out there, but worth a visit. Once you turn off the Pacific Hwy, the road eventually runs alongside the Macleay River for kms & kms. It's a lovely drive out there and once you finally arrive you find a cute little beach village with a caravan park right on the beachfront. Although it was school holidays the village didn't seem too crowded but the caravan park seemed busy.

Speaking of school holidays, quite a few people turned up here for the long weekend but quickly disappeared once Monday came around. There were a few big groups who despite being in tents brought along their TV sets and sat around outside somberly watching the footy grand final. They were the quietest bunch of footy followers I'd seen - must have been because Melbourne won.

That's all from me for now. Cheers.