Mataranka was the backdrop for our middle man turning eight!
With us grownups being a little disinclined to the purchasing and carrying of goods this year, Sascha took the promise of a drum kit (when we return) and some money (til we next reach civilisation) graciously in his stride, in lieu of gifts. Pancakes for breakfast. Swim at the pools. Haystacks for lunch. Massive amounts of DSI and ipod time in the afternoon and serious amounts of party food and marble cake for dinner was the order of the day*. (Since this time there has been a dinner out with Grandad and Grandma and some StarWars purchases, to stretch out the festival of Sascha...)
What a gorgeous place and gorgeous day!
*For those with an interest in health and nutrition. I had an n=1 trial confirming the proinflammatory effects of all the omega 6s/trans fats/oxidative load in the processed food eaten. I have mild osteoarthritis in my right index finger which has not hurt for 6 months, so much so that I had completely forgotten about it. Day after the processed food spectacular... ouch!! Not just theories, eh!
*For those with an interest in health and nutrition. I had an n=1 trial confirming the proinflammatory effects of all the omega 6s/trans fats/oxidative load in the processed food eaten. I have mild osteoarthritis in my right index finger which has not hurt for 6 months, so much so that I had completely forgotten about it. Day after the processed food spectacular... ouch!! Not just theories, eh!