Day 292 – 20th February, Saturday. Bendigo with a hangover.

Dragged ourselves out of bed to rehydrate and clean up before meeting the children, Jaxon (3) and Eva (1). Eva is a gorgeous smiley little girl with her mother’s tight curls, and Jaxon is much darker with huge chocolate brown eyes, but he was a little tired and shy since he had just returned from a sleepover with his cousin.
Ant and I ventured into Bendigo to peruse the monthly craft market which had some beautiful Australian wildlife photographs by Chris Cope on display along with some stunning statues (figurines I guess) made out of fabric that had then been hardened; very clever. If only we had more space to carry stuff. Just down from the market we found a wonderful treasure trove of second-hand books for sale inside a wooden-beamed building typical of the old gold-mining town that Bendigo began as. Needless to say we bought yet more books and took them to a cafe in the pedestrianised part of town to down much needed iced milkshakes (still hanging) and listen to the busker-bloke playing his guitar in the shade (or should I say scorching 32 degree heat!).
Nadine came over in the evening with her son Zane for a gorgeous BBQ followed by an early night.