So my Dad crashed his motorcycle 3 days before Xmas. For someone that came off at a shade below 100km an hour, he is doing pretty well. This was taken on Xmas eve, and that is his efforts at a smile. A few broken bones, lots of bruising and some other issues though nothing life threatening or permanent. 
After leaving Dad in hospital, I spent Xmas eve at the Wakefield's house, which they have now sold. This is Steph with her horse and Shan's friend from the US who is here doing some conservation type stuff.
Its crazy the stuff people post on the internet, and if you're from the area and have done something dodgy on the internet, chances are we looked at it. A bit cruel, but hilarious either way.
After opening a few presents, we went visiting for breakfast. The scrambled eggs were nice.
After opening a few presents, we went visiting for breakfast. The scrambled eggs were nice.
We had a quick lunch at Nanna and Grandpas before heading back to the city to get Dad as he had talked the doctors into letting him out for a bit before we take him back on Thursday for some tests and an operation or two. This is my cousin Shaun, with Grandpa hiding under his arm.
