My uncle has a holiday place a little way down the coast. This is the place where I spent some of the happiest times of my childhood. Today, I went there with my aunt and Littlest Cousin B. It was wonderful wonderful wonderful, just walking around all these places that are full of happy memories. Plus, the icecream shop which caused me to be skeptical of rysmiel's claim to know the best icecream shop is still there. And the icecream is still just as yummy as I remembered, even through the filter of nostalgia for sunny childhood holidays.

We returned to Melbourne for the rare occurrence of all the kids being free for the evening. So I corrupted introduced them to Carcassonne, which was great fun. Yay family.