This last week has taken Me away from the mild winter temperature of the Gold Coast to the freezing cold depths of Tasmania. I needed a holiday and decided to spend three days down south exploring the Heritage Highway from Launceston to Hobart.
The temperature was 2C upon arrival in Launceston – just a small shock to My system but I was well prepared with gloves, scarf, woollen jumper and leather coat. The first day was the only fine day – it drizzled for the next two days which simply meant less walking around towns and more time spent in pubs and cafes beside blazing open fires. It definitely was NOT stockings and garter belt weather!
My collared slave had the honoured duty of house sitting for his Goddess as well as chauffeuring Me to and from the airport which involved a very early start on Wednesday morning and a more civilised return yesterday (Saturday 27th June).
I had plenty of cleaning duties to keep My maid occupied in My absence as well as having the additional benefit of returning to a clean house. My slave also did a marvellous job in keeping My cats happy.
It may have been a cold trip but it was most refreshing. I had My first glass of Gluhwein (warm mulled wine bursting with spicy flavours) in many years in a pub at Salamanca Place on my last day in Hobart. It certainly warms the cockles of one’s heart.
Back to reality now and keeping My boys in check again.