On Golden Pond

There are many moments like these along the Clyde

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Better beans and bacon in peace than cakes and ale in fear - or: Why we live in Nelligen

Now you must know that a Town Mouse once upon a time went on a visit to his cousin in the country. He was rough and ready, this cousin, but he loved his town friend and made him heartily welcome. Beans and bacon, cheese and bread, were all he had to offer, but he offered them freely. The Town Mouse rather turned up his long nose at this country fare, and said: "I cannot understand, Cousin, how you can put up with such poor food as this, but of course you cannot expect anything better in the country; come you with me and I will show you how to live. When you have been in town a week you will wonder how you could ever have stood a country life." No sooner said than done: the two mice set off for the town and arrived at the Town Mouse's residence late at night. "You will want some refreshment after our long journey," said the polite Town Mouse, and took his friend into the grand dining-room. There they found the remains of a fine feast, and soon the two mice were eating up jellies and cakes and all that was nice. Suddenly they heard growling and barking. "What is that?" said the Country Mouse. "It is only the dogs of the house," answered the other. "Only!" said the Country Mouse. "I do not like that music at my dinner." Just at that moment the door flew open, in came two huge mastiffs, and the two mice had to scamper down and run off. "Good-bye, Cousin," said the Country Mouse. "What! going so soon?" said the other. "Yes," he replied; "Better beans and bacon in peace than cakes and ale in fear."  (Aesop's Fables)

The most beautiful season of all ?

Perhaps! It certainly is the most peaceful season and and lends itself to some healthy introspection and quiet reading.

When a man's best friend is his dog ...

... that dog has a problem.

I'm booking my two best friends into the Batemans Bay Pet Lodge for two nights - with all the optional extras, of course, like bathrobes and slippers and colour television - while I go up to Canberra to let a surgeon cut off part of my ear and do something equally nasty on my leg.

"Amber Lady"

A new boat is permanently moored at the Nelligen bridge: the 32-footer "Amber Lady", owned by a Nick Ligakis in far-away Wagga Wagga. I invited him to join the Nelligen Yacht Club but so far no response.

Man eating crocodiles

I haven't seen any man eating crocodiles - or man-eating crocodiles - but just to be on the safe side, I've put up a sign.

A stroll through Nelligen village

Mechanic's Institute of Nelligen 1903

We've just come back from a walk across the bridge and into the village which has quite a few interesting sights. This hall was built in 1903, judging by the position of the apostrophe, for just ONE mechanic!

"Shades of Greene" has arrived ...

... and I'm engrossed in reading Graham Greene's Short Stories.

Good reading but they don't come near Somerset W. Maugham's short stories (maybe Anton Chekhov's do).

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