Live baby live, now that the day is over…..

…..the thing about this locality is the white cockatiel birds. They make the most incredible din at 5am. No wonder locals used to shoot them.

Blood orange marmalade toast and coffee for breaky before I nipped down to Wild Bakery to collect a Jaffa Orange (not Orange Jaffa) cake, our contribution to lunch at cousin Sue’s place.

After a most agreeable chat and munch, we headed back to the Freo,  later heading down to the South Beach Hotel for more chat, some sun downers and some evening scran. I had the Aussie pub classic, a Chicken Parmi -crumbed chicken schnitzel covered in marinara sauce and mozzarella. Quite tasty but looked like road kill.