Jo has corrected my previous post- the movie she was referring to was in fact 'Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie'. Apologies for the error.
Despite the wind and intermittent rain the much anticipated tennis did go ahead last night and it is serious stuff. There are ten teams, and over the next few weeks each team plays 3 sets against the other teams in rotation. That was a bit of a shock, but after 2 hours of play I am happy to report that team 8 clinched victory 6-4, 6-4, 6-3, mainly due to my partner being younger, fitter and possessing the ability to hit the ball.
The dodgy leg seems fine this morning although many other muscle groups are screaming in outrage after the onslaught.
The Protea purchase is becoming troublesome as the bank has changed the goalposts and decided that they can only lend us the money over a 15 year term, making potential repayments a challenge. We spent yesterday working on a detailed month on month cash flow projection for the next financial year- it has been a while since I had to play with spreadsheets and I suspect some supplementary vetting will be required if we want to eat. Geoffrey may well have to be replaced by a humble caravan which will be a wrench.
More worryingly there are now questions about my status as a permanent resident rather than a citizen. We will learn more over the next few days.
The inclement weather has meant that our solar panels are not generating enough oomph to charge the batteries so Base Camp Ormiston is running the generator for the first time in months to recharge and rejuvenate Geoffrey. Bluer skies today so hopefully the worst is over.
Areas of NSW are in danger of flooding, and the Mudgee sewerage system is not smelling too clever in town. Strange weather.