Well there was something ironically wrong about round 2 and it all began with over achieving Vic being my caring chemo companion. Vic was clearly a Girl Guide in a past life or perhaps even an SES volunteer, she covers all bases at all times. On the unique occasion there might be a silence between us, she packed a basket full of entertainment and, get this, there was not device to be seen. There were tarot cards, magazines, books, croissants, nuts, and even a scratchy ticket. Seriously, who else would bring a long a scratchy? Anyhow below is a wee vid and some pics to give you a snapshot of our day. Be warned, the vid is the raw unedited, unscripted version for 2 mins of amusement.
A yummy lunch of mussels and fries at Bangalow pub after. Not a drop of alcohol passed our lips yet others thought we were pissed with all the cackling.