Back into things.

This morning I got into action replacing the bedroom lamp with a new one that arrived at a wretched time.
Ladder required since the blasted ceiling is over three metres high. This is the last room in the house that had an olde-timey inefficient incandescent lamp.

Now Jimmy has to replace the CFL lamps that a few rooms still have.

Time to lighten up a bit.

I've posted some funeral piccies to my facebook page already so time for something different.

Always an eye for things Fred (Dad) has spotted something, Jimmy didn't even see his pointing finger when he took this, but the cunning bugger must have caught the camera in the corner of his eye.

The target was a beautifully made birds nest.

The theme of the funeral was purple (it had become our favourite colour) and Jimmy was very pleased when his Mother (Jan or Rose) spied this lovely bush. Pity is that now Jimmy is smitten by pretty things so much more than in his youth he's concerned that he's either going to go blind or die, dunno which is worse?

Happy Birthday today Mario.

It's Mario Torrisi's birthday today (31st) so best wishes and a big thank you for attending Grace's service.
Mario's in the checked shirt and hasn't been well of late but he made the effort to drive up from Townsville.
Mario lives and works weather and used our website to aid in his knowledge of the region (of course being in the same area as where he was raised may have added interest), Grace did a great service to us by checking for problems and making sure the daily rain reading was updated and accurate.
Jimmy lacks the enthusiasm to continue but hasn't killed it off yet.

Grace's goodbye.

We had a simple but lovely service for Grace, I'll post more pics later.

Stone axe.

On my parents travels to see me my Dad Fred found this stone axe a bit north of Clermont when he stopped to stretch his legs. Quite possibly lost a long time ago as it doesn't appear to be beyond being given a bit of a sharpen up. It caught his eye because it was a different rock type to the surrounds.

Grace's funeral.

I'm not sure of the plot yet but I think Grace should be buried somewhere about here in the New Ingham Cemetery at 9:30 Tuesday morning. If anyone shall see this and come, wearing something purple would be nice.

Grace Hodge 1943-01-29 to 2012-10-23

With deep sadness I report to all that my Grace has died this morning, we'd been together for 24 years.

This is the last shot I took of her on her last afternoon.
Jimmy might be quiet for a little while.