Another day in paradise

Not the dog. 

Went out to buy some rubbish bags for the garden today from our local B&Q to clean the garden. (Its called Bunnings actually.)

Anyway – I saw this on sale!

So a $10 dollar packet of plastic bags came to a bit more than I had planned.

I reckon if I put a steering wheel and a prop on it I could have flown it home.

This is the monster of all Bar-B-Qs and I love it.

T on the other hand thinks its the equivilent of a little red sports car for middle aged men.

I don’t care – it cooked a mean snag and has a place to hold my beer and I can have my male menopause in peace in the garden!