|A cold drink on a hot day|
|The view from Farmer's Joe old farm|
|The old neighbour's fence|
|Farmer Joe's Farm House|
On our way home we decided to go and visit Farmer Joe's old house you see Farmer Joe although not a farmer anymore he grew up in a vegetable farm in the Redlands we drove around and he showed us where his mum and dad farms and fields used to be and spent the longest time telling us all the farm stories how he would go and look for mud crabs or would ride his bike around the fields or to my horror how him and his friends would go at night and go cow tipping the munchkins laughed and enjoyed the stories .
Although the fields have now being replaced by all these incredible ocean view houses two things remains Farmer Joe childhood home and his lovely neighbour Charlie the Italian man who has been living in the same street for over 40 years as we drove onto the street there he was tending to his eggplants and vegie patch.
Well it was getting late and we could no longer ignore the fact that we all smelt like a fish pond so we returned to the Whitecottage after a hot shower and a BBQ the munchkins were put in bed, Farmer Joe and I are enjoyed a cup of coffee in our humble abode,