Weekend was ho-hum for me. Cold, wet race on Saturday for no result, missed all of the V8 action on Sunday because of a 5 hour long family lunch , and Monday was filled with all the tears and crankiness that 8 little kids can generate when they've had enuf of each other. For joy.

I did manage to catch up with Expat for a ride, but the scantily clad volleyball chicks he keeps raving about were not strutting their stuff on the beach when we went past. Maybe one day I'll see them, but I'm starting to have my doubts. The melted crayons were good tho.