A significant bonus of full-time employment is surely the savings on ones toilet paper expenses. Office work brings with it the added benefit of free stationary. I can’t think of the last time i went out and bought a 0.5mm clutch pencil, or fine nibbed art ink pen and foolscap jotter. After a fortnight at the Ministry i was led down to a stronghold in the centre of the building by a colleague to discover a cache of beuracratic implements like none i had seen before – if world came unstuck, this is where i would hunker down, i thought to myself.
Government workers are a lucky bunch of the few gifted an Easter Monday holiday, so Lala and I took advantage of the first long weekend of the thaw and set our recently aquired emerald green Ford Escort wagon to ‘Explore, cautiously’ mode. EastSookePark, 45 minutes from Downtown, is Victoria’s equivalent of Karekare, and is just as stunning. Instead of broad, windswept beaches, the shore is largely craggy and exposed, but a large network of trails runs through the mossy and forested interior of the park, which sits on a headland jutting southwesterly, into the Juan de Fuca Strait. Our friends and we rested at Cabin point, by the Cabin – a relic of the Salmon trapping days – on the point, and enjoyed the warmth of green tea and the sun.
On our way back we marvelled at the numerous fairy houses along the path. I promised Heidi that this splendid example was going on the blog, so here it is. I’m not sure that a fairy would live in it though – the property seems a little untidy for the normally fastidious fairy … my guess it belongs to a redneck imp, or similar diminutive rogue, prone to parking his sticks all over the front yard.
