Us on the ferry |
The water was crystal clear and so glittery. Postcard worthy.
On the walk we also spotted some quokkas (or 'crockers' as Biddy called them), but we needn't have worried about not seeing one, as when we were at a playground giving baby H a bit of a crawl around, one hopped up, sniffed him, jumped over him and allowed the kids to pat it.
That night, we caught up with a friend of ours, Paul Beavon, who was Mark's best man at our wedding. It was simply great to catch up with him, because due to the distance, I think we might have only seen each other in person twice since our wedding 11 years ago. Thanks Paul for the dinner too!
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