Lithgow Show

This boy isn't crawling through the desert, but rather trying to stay upright in a large plastic ball.

Took myself to the Lithgow Show for an hour this afternoon.
Lithgow is about thirty kms west of Blackheath, and is what I would consider to be the first real country town west of Sydney.

I normally relish taking photos at this sort of event, and I suspect they won't be around much longer, but it was all so tawdry, tired and sad that I took hardly any photos.
Maybe I need a good night's sleep.

Son One's up for a roast, and to split a few logs, so that's nice.