is called peameal bacon. We had chunks of that on fresh rolls for brekkie this morning, at the markets. Nice … not what I’d like everyday, but nice different, if you know what I mean. From there to the Distillery and Brewery District. It was very quiet, so after a bit of a wander around we headed back toward the hotel. An uneventful morning, but we’re both a bit footsore and tired so a restful day was in order.
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I got lost, so am probably putting this in the wrong place. All your photos look awful grey! Where’s these wonderful fall colours you’ve been telling us so much about?? By the way, we never had any suffra (a not o) gettes in Australia. Women had the vote before Federation, so we had none of that nonsense here. We always knew what was best!!