Just call me Holly T-Bone Ten Shot Allen

There are rain clouds above, yet still no rain! Usually it'd be a bad thing, for it to rain while Dave is skating...but he's not, as of yet!

He sat us all down last night and told us he wouldn't be skating today, and that he would actually be having a day of elevation. (his foot). The whole team breathed a sigh of relief. None of us want an infected foot. It'd be BoardFree uk all over again. And no one likes a smelly infected foot, lets face it! Especially with us all living and sleeping within such close proximity of each other!

The title has evolved from one evening of devouring a T-Bone steak, when the chance at trying to join the boys in a 20kg steak eating competition was stolen from me...i still have the tee shirt, but never the less, i've aquired the nick name T-Bone or T-Bone Allen! The ten shot is a more recent nickname i picked up during a game of minigolf.
For Dave's birthday he took us all (including the lovely pilot from Nullarbor) to a place called The Beachouse. What a place. Everything you wanted when you were a kid but either wasn't allowed to do, or missed that birthday party because you had chicken pox...you know the deal! Arcades, water slides, water bumper boats, dodgems, ice cream, minigolf...the list is endless! We all god 38 credits and tried to win as many tickets as we could to win prizes. In the beginning of the golf game, i was doing well, i was getting holes in one, and two shots! Very good considering my hand/eye coordination! Then came the seventh hole.....i have a hockey swing so i'm told...i push the ball rather than 'tap' it! And i pushed the ball all the way back over to hole four! Oooops. Start again! Long story short, i didn't get the ball in and told Dave to put me down as having ten shots. Then it happened again and i lost my temper with the golf apparatus by kicking the ball and throwing my club on the ground stomping my feet and repeating, 'i don't like this game anymore'. Needless to say, i came last. My opinion is that i got the highest points so it's not all bad!

Hopefully setting off tomorrow, as i say, depending on Dave's foot. The team gutted the vans yesterday and layed all of our kit and rubbish on the lawn of the house belonging to the lovely Dierdre and Bob! My goodness, what a mess. It was horrific. SEeing how much stuff we had. Although now we've got a new roofrack on George so hopefully, less clutter in the vans! I cleaned George out top to bottom. First the rubbish, then the important stuff, then everybodies clothes boxes, then the bedding and finally matresses. I swept out the floor, then re loaded everything. I get great satisfaction from tidying! And now, george is so pretty!

We had a tough time in Adelaide at first. But i've grown to like it here. I'm sad that we're leaving but i want to get back on the road. I think we all do. Who knows, i might even come back here one day.

Forgive me for the neglecting of my blogs.

Holl