Turbo

Some days are just a bit too Alice in Wonderland for my liking...

Husband took himself off to get a paper yesterday morning and lo and behold! There be a little brown rabbit nibbling the grass next to the road. So says Husband, let's catch the furry midget! Famous freaking last words.

I managed to trap Rabbit in the front of our yard, happily surrounded by an (off)white picket fence, and Husband doggedly continued to entice Rabbit into a box, with some carrot on a string. One hour and dozens of near misses later, Rabbit was still eluding us. Toying with us. All the while I'm looking for the bastard who put the funny white stuff into our coffee.

Wascally Wabbit!

I headed off to door-knock our neighbours (note: unhinged Rabbit = good excuse to meet neighbours) and finally located the owners. But by the time I got back, Rabbit had escaped Husband's clutches and had squeezed under one of the fences, disappearing into thin air.

Turbo. Turns out the owners have a little hutch for Turbo but feel sorry for it, so let him out to graze the backyard. Also turns out Turbo has escaped many a time since Christmas, so maybe owners are none too bright.

Finally we found him under a car parked on the road, perilously close to oncoming traffic. 6 of us staked out the car, coaxing him back into our front yard. Bait took. My Father comes out to see what all the fuss is about, and manages to catch him.

Typical. Father surfaces in the last 5 minutes and saves the day.

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...we return to our regular reading...

Mother & Father are visiting from Qld for a week, so we took them down to Mornington Peninsula yesterday.

Had fish & chips on Balnarring beach on the coast-side of the peninsula and took them to 3 wineries for some tasting - Stonier, Montalto and Red Hill Estate. Marvelous just how tipsy you can get on (semi) free-tastings. We picked up a few bottles - a Riesling, a Pinot Noir, a Pinot Grigio and the perennial fave - a botrytis riesling. All drink-nows and v. reasonable.

It's obscene that we've never trawled the wineries on the peninsula - we usually just go up to the Yarra Valley which is closer, but the views are nothing compared to the vistas of the ocean, rolling olive groves and vines that you get at Mornington. And the wines are just as good, if not as well known. We were v. impressed. Will return...