FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 6 KINKA BEACH
We spent today at Bus.
I was still not feeling all that well, or like being around the moody husband, but managed to go for a walk around the park, by myself, and then took Couey across to the area beside the lake, for a run.
John apparently decided not to go play bowls after all. He didn’t say why and I didn’t ask.
John had to unblock the outlet from the grey water tank again, as there was only a tiny dribble coming out. This time he knew exactly what to do. A large amount of grey water went onto the gardens, via bucket and then via the reconnected sullage hose. Clearly, waste water tank management will be an ongoing issue, in Bus.
I cooked whiting and fries for John’s tea, but just had some toast, myself.