Sunday BBQ

Jodie and I were very fortunate to take a break from unpacking on Sunday, and head down to Peter and Polly's for a BBQ on Sunday afternoon. I met Peter when I started working for DHHS [Department of Health and Human Services, Tasmania], and took a keen interest in his work as it was in the same vein as some of my work in South Australia. I ended up working on the same floor when I moved to my most recent project - and discovered we had more in common than 'interfaces'.

We were treated to a feast, including some delicious lamb skewers, in the presence of the grandchildren of said lamb. Jodie was the only one polite enough not to wave the skewers about in front of them. Peter also proudly showed us a freezer full of Highland Cow [hairy coo] meat, from the beasts pictured on the front of the invitation [which Jodie had gotten very attached to on the way down in the rex]! Above is a picture from the farm, where Clydesdales roam with Hairy Coos, and chickens walk about in various stages of undress [it's getting late, sorry].

The view from the verandah is fantastic, with rolling hills, sheep and vines. I'm definitely getting used to living in Tasmania!