I’ve had a busy couple of weeks. I was knocked over with a two day, snot-filled cold and then flew to Melbourne and then drove from Melbourne to Mildura (6hrs)
with my dad and my siblings to attend the funeral of my 93yr old Grandpa, Neal. It was a sad occasion to be sure, but we managed to give it the feel of a celebration and even dressed up
in his clothes for a photo homage of Neal and his great sense of timeless style. It was also officially the first time all of his grandchildren have been in the same place at the same time.
So as you can imagine I didn’t have much time for the ol’ blog and my weekly stills collection.
I am catching up now.
After 6 hours in the car with nothing but dry, mostly barren countryside we finally arrive.
My late grandmother Shirley Florence’s tea towel rests on my father’s shoulder.