This weekend's activity was joining in with the local Ducati Club's Economy Run, out to the Cotter River, over some hills & returning via Uriarra Crossing.  While I used 2.1 litres of fuel in the Hawk, Julie used a piddling 1.2 litres & won the category.

Friday the 13th it ain't, but Friday 10th was just as bad. Julie was given a month's notice of termination of her job, on the basis that she doesn't have & can't yet get a Defence security clearance. She has really loved that job, so it came as huge shock. Then riding home, I rounded a bend that I have taken hundreds of times, drifted wide & didn't lean to correct it, & speared off into the dirt. Banged up my left knee & sprained left ankle & thumb, but fortunately nothing is broken. Even so, it took 4 hours to get through the hospital system & get the knee cleaned up. I'm now on crutches for a while.

Now nearly 2 weeks later, and there's lovely fresh new pink skin emerging from the wound. The doctor's comment was, "Ooooh, it's granulating nicely!" Still sore, but I have full movement in the knee & can now put weight on it. I've discovered that hobbling with one knee locked in is still quicker than battling with crutches.

Meanwhile we are gearing up for our Annual Thanksgiving Dinner.

Which was a HUGE success. 20 people seated in a rectangle in the lounge, so that no-one was left out. A 10 Kg (22 lb) turkey virtually disappeared & everyone had a great evening.

The other big news for this month is that Julie's application for permanent resident in Australia has been approved. Damn, now I'll NEVER get rid of her!