With only one appointment set for lunchtime (with Michael Klim the blind man who was coming to measure) and no plumbers available until Wednesday, Milo and I decided to take off and explore some unfamiliar neighbouring hoods. The idea was to avoid consulting the "tell you where to go computer" or the "book map", so true to form we soon became hopelessly and deliciously lost amongst the trees and the giant electricity towers.
Milo maintained an intoxicating, alternating monologue and Q&A about venus fly traps, farms and outbuildings and his new obsession, jet-packs while we traversed the paths unknown. It was very special.
The afternoon was spent, in the main, researching swimming pool maintenance. I had no idea. Now, at least, I have a clue about the scope of what I don't know. The mountainous learning curve continues.
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