Always have much more fun with Dad
27.10.2012 - 28.10.2012 24 °C
Dad played golf again. Mum washed clothes again. Mum said it's just like a typical Saturday morning back home. I don't know why she's complaining. At least the weather was good for her. It wasn't supposed to be so nice so she should just count herself lucky that she was able to get 3 loads washed and dried in about 4 hours.
Dad played at Clare Valley Golf Course. Last time he played golf he saw a snake. This time he saw a kangaroo and a joey. He was playing with 3 other people and one of the players hit the kangaroo with the golf ball by accident. Mum asked Dad if he was sure it wasn't him that hit the kangaroo because it's not like Dad can aim very well. He did not reply.
Dad couldn't book to play golf on Saturday; he just had to turn up at 11.30am and wait to get into a team of 4. Dad played with a couple of locals and a guy from Adelaide. The 2 locals told Dad and the other guy that they had a local rule where if the fairways were cut in the morning, they were allowed to play preferred lies for the day. (moving the ball if it's not in a good position) Isn't that the way you and your mates play anyway?, Mum said. Dad did not reply.
Here is what Dad did say about his golf day:
- very good course, lots of trees, very tough
- 30 stableford points
Meanwhile, Mum's laundry was quite uneventful. She spent most of the day doing nothing. Which is exactly what I did.
On Sunday we went to a place called Mintaro, about 15 minutes from Clare. We first went to a maze which I was allowed to go to. Me and Dad easily found the centre of the maze in about 10 minutes while Mum just kept getting lost. She's useless.
After that Mum and Dad found a nice winery in the town called Reilly's Wines and Restaurant so of course they just had to try some wine. Mum bought a 2010 Rose which she said was very nice. Dad didn't like it and Mum said that was fine because that meant she could have it all to herself.
Mum also went to visit Martindale Hall. She said it was fantastic. The mansion was built in 1879 and a lot of the furniture from that time was still in the building. It reminded her of what the house in Downton Abbey looked like.
Dad's excuse not to go was because he had to look after me and he was more than happy to sit at the pub and have a couple of drinks and wait for Mum.
Me and Dad also played in the park and Dad taught me how to go down a slide. When Mum found out, she freaked and told Dad to stop teaching me bad habits. Spoil sport!