Home again, writing this post in the comfort of my new "dave"-sized tracksuit pants. Saw Kathy, Sean and Jenny (no Ian, though), Kel’s mum for her birthday, Trial Bay Gaol. Tried the Pub with No Beer for dinner, and it turned out to have beer, but no dinner. On our third attempt, we managed to have Chinese at Macksville, then made it home via Lake Cathie’s Big Bowl. Not a cooking or mixing bowl, of course, but a giant lawn bowl: according to the sign on its front, it’s 1.907m in diameter.
With kel and I both suffering the effects of the flu, it wasn’t the most pleasant drive home, but we managed yet another one of these conversations (that happen every now and again) that help me work out how we can have a better marriage. Sometimes I wish there was less scope for improvement (at least on my side of the marriage), but now I have an even clearer picture of how to be a good husband.