Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I think my WB was fine: I think the colour was coming from the oranges!
I did not speak to Uncle Andrew but to Rocco who controlled the stall and who cajoled Uncle Andrew to work instead of his bro' (Rocco's father) who was ill. Rocco has an orchard down Goulbourn way. He married a lass from out Orange way: the daughter of a market gardener. All very much a family affair.