Photo Trip

On Saturday we were up bright and early for a photo trip with my old Creative Photography people, with an 8am start at the Mount Coot-tha Botanical Gardens.

So we got up to the cafe at the top of the mountain for 7am and had coffee and chinos there to wake up a bit. Eloise has made friends with one of the waitresses (though I think they like to be called hospitality workers these days) and we're all on first name terms now. Well we are regulars I suppose.

Anyway we spent a good three and a half hours wandering around the Japanese Gardens, the Tropical Dome and the bit with the succulent thingummybobs with only a medium-sized break for coffee.

The high point of the trip, parentally, other than the exemplary behaviour exhibited by hers truly, was the moment in which she said "Daddy I need a poo," then held on whilst transported to the nearby toilet, let go at the opportune moment then uttered the immortal line "It's a monster."

Anyone (who knows) will tell you that when we first recruited Tiny all the conversation was about poo consistency. Well nothing changes.

Although a little consistency would be good.