While Not Working

Between earplugs and blindfolds, we achieved something like a good night's sleep at the pub.  This was despite the rainbow lorikeets taking over the early morning noise-making baton from the band and hotel patrons down below.  Along with the rainbow lorikeets came the realisation that on the other side of our bedroom wall was some very noisy plumbing being used by someone to have a very early shower.  Mind you, as soon as we poked our nose out onto the verandah we thanked our lucky stars for our dry little room because Mullimbimby looked decidedly damp after a night of persistent rain. Verandah breakfast of bread and jam.  Alas no kettle, therefore no cup of tea. Being the wimps that we were, we ditched the idea of riding on the Northern Rivers Rail Trail and went for a drive in the rain instead.  In Brunswick Heads we walked out on the rock wall to watch the surfers in the rain.  By the time we got to Byron Bay the rain was heavy enough for us to use the u...