Noisy fan.

The inverter I use to run the fridge when the sun is working has been rather noisy. The fan I ordered to replace the noisy one arrived a while back and today I finally spent a few minutes replacing it.
I only took a guess on the replacement and it is underpowered but I fitted it anyway, if there's a problem I'll get another.

Self confidence.

It's something I lack, I'm not brave enough to pull a trailer into the rapidly filling Coles carpark this morning and pull up blocking access to the handicapped parking spaces, instead I meekly park in the quiet end of the carpark so others in a hurry can gain easier access. Well it sounds good but in reality it gives me a little exercise without me looking like I'm deliberately doing anything, also it's way easier to park in quiet areas as well as less chance of a car bingle.
Maybe if I took up smoking like the driver here I could gain the boldness needed, but the idea of paying so much money for an early death without any positive benefit along the way is just absurd.

Cooking on Boxing day.

I was feeling a bit glum today, yesterday wasn't exciting for me, then I read of a murderer's xmas meal in prison and I became a bit envious, so today I decided I might try something fancy.
I saw an on-line recipe for Spam Wellington so had a bit of a go.
I got a slab of spam out of a can, sprinkled some mustard powder over it, then a layer of sugar, then wrapped half a sheet of pastry mainly around it.
Popped it in a 190 degree oven for 30 minutes, simple, though 200 may gain a better result.

What was surprised me is it was delicious. The tin of spam had been in the pantry for a couple of years and I think I'll grab some more next time I see it on special.

A crowded nest.

I was next door at Peter's place yesterday and he showed me this nest upon his clothes line, they barely fit in but seem almost ready to break out and see the world now.

A few seconds of taking nest photos from an almost oblivious position on top of his steps was enough to be swooped upon but what I could reasonably assume to be a parent bird. I think I can identify it as one of the angry birds I've seen in games. Peter also has treated them with respect, he only mowed his front yard the other day, leaving them their personal space in the backyard.

Merry xmas to all.

Here's me waving from town this morning. Follow the road for a kilometre to find our place.

Zit.

I just saw this on my neck, give it some time and it'll hurt.

Nice place to be.

I did some washing today, very likely the last for the year, including a blanket that I grabbed on a whim.
Having a backyard view like this was a reason for buying this place, it's nice looking over sugarcane fields and mountains, and always in colour too.