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 The 22nd of February began with a visit to the Croquet Club.  I had decided that rather than do one of our 'normal' walks I'd walk from the lawns.  This amounted to a lap of Lotus Bay and the various Asian gardens in the area. An interesting set of signs.   The "street sign" to the croquet club;  The name of the Hyatt pub - this is the main entrance I think as it is often full of cars with CD plates when a posh delegation is in town; and  Noting the Asian nature of the parks (and the closeness of the Chinese Embassy) a warning sign about Death Caps. Bird of the day was a Yellow-rumped Thornbill. These are Dusky Woodswallows (as snapped)  .... .. and after a little exposure adjustment by Photoshop Express! Some snaps of the sunset from our apartment. Looking down on Glebe Park where the idle idiots from the Multicultural Festival still haven't got close to packing up.  There are still Marquees and warning signs all through Civic 4 days after the event.  They c

 Because the medical industry cannot get its act together Frances has an appointment early this month and I had one tomorrow.  There seemed no point in subjecting her to sitting in the Mazda for 8 hours for no benefit so I have come up solo.  Lots of music to listen to as I came along. I called in to refuel at our New Best Place in Bombala but they had no diesel.  😲but it wasn't a problem as NBP has caused the other places in Bombala to drop there prices also, so I filled up at Ampol.  Then on to Black Lake where there were man, many waterfowl.  I guessed 500 Coot! Top bird was an Australian Hobby. On to Nimmitabel where a pie was acquired for lunch.  This was a disappointment as the crust was very dry: rated about 7 on the official scale whereas they are usually about 8.5.  Given the temperature as I left 'coota I had expected it to be around 23C when  got to Nimmitabel.  That had started to look a bit unlikely as it was 15C at Black Lake!  In fact it had staggered to 19C for