Bil (Brother In Law) and his girlfriend visited Canberra last weekend, and gathered their friends and relations for a barbeque at Pine Island. It was quite peculiar meeting the girlfriend because I know she reads this blog (which is really flattering – and makes me think, “Oh dear. What horribly embarrassing things does she already know about me?”) She was exactly as charming as I expected – and now I’m all annoyed because I have another non-Canberra person to miss when she’s not here.
Curse you, rest of the world!
And here’s Bil:
Here’s the paparazzi, in the form of Bil and CJ’s dad:
I’ve been to Pine Island exactly once before. On this occasion it was a cold and blustery day, but there was no way I was going near water without having a paddle.
The water was. . . well, let’s call it “invigorating”. The mud beneath had a surprisingly sticky quality, much like I imagine the slime from the Bog of Eternal Stench.
Totally worth it.
“Is that a. . . ?”
Play along at home: Imagine your own underwater horror and fill in the blank.
6 thoughts on “BBQ at Pine Island”
The incongruous beanie with short-sleeve dress look….. Classy 😉
Ann: I had a jacket, but it was long so I took it off in case of splashing. The beanie is welded to my head until spring.
Is that a zombie fish?
W: In the absence of other suggestions, I can only assume that it was.
a small off-duty Czechoslovakian traffic warden?
W: 50-50 then 😛