So off we got to work...



We really are a good team these days when it comes to digging, but had I told you how tired I was by that stage? I tried to have a micro sleep and let Inky do all the hard work...




But the lass came up with little more than an Airehead full of sand...

So I got myself up again do have a look for myself (you can biggify this just to see how deep in I really am)...
Yep, up to the ears!! And little Inky Pup tried to push in again. Puppy, you had your chance!





Well, I made a complete mess of myself...


And guess what, after all that, it turns out that there were no presents hidden in the sand at all. Thanks, dad. I am glad you got a laugh out of that!
Ha, I sure gave them the look of death so they decided it was time to make up to us and take us to the cafe for lunch. Roo sticks for the Birthday Girl...




And all is forgiven...

I share my birthday with my Aussie grandad...

Here he is celebrating at a restaurant in Melbourne together with our pinkies.
For some unknown reason we were not allowed to come but instead stayed at fellow Dales Max and Pekoe's place down the road.
We have no photographic evidence of what we got up to at Mama Maree's place but by the time the pinkies got to pick us up the next day, there was not much left of us...

This is us at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, absolutely mashed...


Ahhhh, what a birthday bash weekend. Looking forward to next year. Same again?!!
Love,
MOLLY


























