Wet Castlemaine

My dearest younger brother Tim was over for the weekend visiting mother and I and so I took him for a drive so he could catch up with Dad and Carol at the same time.

We went to Castlemaine, pronounced Caasellmain not Carselmain, and it was raining of course. It is a bit of country Victoria I've driven through many times but never stopped at so nice to be able to have a look around. We had a lovely brunch at a very cozy cafe. We visited a barn full of amazing miscellanea including a seat made out of the front end of a cadillac and a chandelier made out of oil lamps and which bosted a room full of porcilain plates - it was antique heaven and a good one at that. Carol and I spent an hour drooling in a patchwork shop whilst Dad took Tim somewhere else. And then we all visitied Book Heaven, "where good books go", a lovely second hand book store of the maze variety where you can get lost five meters from the door. It's not quiet as good as the secondhand bookstores in Bendigo as far as sci-fi and fantasy go but well worth visiting.

It was lovely to see and hug kiddo and I am very much looking forward to Mum's 60th when the whole crew will get together again.