Good mates turned up out of the blue. They dropped what they were doing and grabbed cheap flights down here from thier home in the Nth NSW hinterland. We dropped what we were doing and hung out with them for a week. We got out on the boats and got stuck into some good food and wine.
Us dads and C got to sleep the night on Surfarosa.
What do you do with a drunken Sailor?
Mostly it was your old fashioned backyard stuff…
You never know what is around the corner.