We took the rice burner for a run on the weekend, up the range to Toowoomba and the Carnival of Flowers. What a cute little town, beautiful old buildings and old tree-lined streets. The festival itself was pretty funny, lots of weird floats and of course flowers. But the attendees were the highlight for me. Bogans wolfing down dagwood dogs and swearing at their children whose blood sugar level was similar to that of a glass of Coca Cola.
One more day in the work week and then I have the weekend to craft it up, drink tea and wash the dog. The dog currently smells a little bit 'dagwoody' herself.