Today was our first day back on the farm and now at four o'clock in the afternoon, we are already ready to go to bed and if it wasn't so damn hot we would have been asleep a long time ago!

We arrived on Saturday towards the evening after having stopped in Warwick for the weekly shop, and set about trying to construct our massive tent before it got too dark and we got eaten alive by all the mosquitoes. Billy (the old boy at the caravan park) did his best to help us, but he didn't seem to fully grasp the concept of the poles holding the fabric up rather than the fabric holding the poles in place, so after about an hour we had the roof above the floor and some resemblance of walls and it was good enough for us! At least we had a couple of trees behind the tent that would offer some shade for us in the morning and after a not so cold beer (not sure whether it was to celebrate the tent or commiserate being back out here) we crashed onto the bed knowing that there would still be plenty to do before we started work on Monday.

We awoke yesterday to find that we didn't have quite as much shade as we had hoped and we were soon up and doing our best to make the place liveable. The couple that run the campsite were nice enough to give us a small bar fridge and a television that we put in one of the end rooms along with our table and gas hobs, so we soon had the kitchen area sorted out. With little more than our CD player in the corner and out two camp chairs, the middle section was soon transformed into a lounge / dining area full of vibrancy and the kind of comfort normally only associated with home sweet home! The sun lounge soon became the garage for our bikes and then it was time to have a look about the town and see what was new since the last time we were here. After a little ride around it was clear that the only thing that had changed during our time away was that the pub had new owners and that really was as exciting as it got!

This morning we were on our way before even the roosters were up and were soon trundling along the road towards St. Elmo playing dodgems with the suicidal kangaroos once again. As you can imagine, the farm just hadn't been the same without us and it took almost three and a half seconds for everyone to get reacquainted again and the pleasantries to be done with before we were back in amongst the plants.

Day one is now over so we just have another four weeks of picking and packing zucchini's before we move on to the higher echelons of the fruit and vegetable society and make a start on the gourmet tomatoes!