I can tick off this morning's deadline, but now I have another — 9 am Monday. Fuelled by coffee, pumpkin soup and apple pie, I'll have my head down, shoulder to the wheel and nose to the grindstone all weekend. Not sure how I'll be able to consume pumpkin soup in that position, but I'll give it a go. Living on the edge ...
The weather is still gloriously clear and dry ... and cold. Down to 4oC here this morning and only 12oC on the coast. But once the sun came out, the wildlife started jostling for the best spots. The brush turkeys always win.
