Bikers Christmas

Yesterday as we were driving thru Melbourne, there was a cavalcade of bikes coming onto the road that we were on. There were police cars to assist them to enter the road. It was the bikie run.

I had heard about these bikie runs but had not seen one before.I would say that there was about 500 bikes in all, some had pillions and some had toys as pillions.

The bikers collect toys and deliver them to worthy causes, some had skate boards strapped to the back of them, we saw several with teddy bears along for the ride, some had santa hats or tinsel on their helmets.

Everyone was smiling and friendly and most of them waved as they rode past.

Usually its 'like father,like son"

Or however the phrase goes. in this case, its grandfather or Grampy.(Warren)

Youngest grandson is staying a little while with us and this morning I was doing something and AD says to me, "Nanna, come look" "What am I looking at?" (yes, I know excellent English!). He says "I cant tell you, you have to come." So being the most wonderful Nanna that I am (very tongue in cheek) I go with him. In the lounge room he had all the toys lined up that he wanted to play with and the "baby" toys were off to one side. I had told him last night that he could help sort out what toys we would keep and which ones we would donate to someone else. "Well done" I said before wandering back to whatever I had been doing.

Morning tea time and warren decided that he would take his outside, he came back inside and said "You'll never guess where a cane toad is!" "No, I probably wouldn't, where is it?" I ask, "No, you'll have to come and look!" Humm where had I heard that before? (cane toad was in a 5 inch (13cms)  square pot of mint, hunkered down so only his eyes and a little of his back was showing, the dirt on the floor was the give away) Yuck, wont be using any of that mint any time soon!