"Toro toro taxi, see ye tomorrow my son"

From what 1980's classic is that one pulled from? Answer in the next blog update. Anyway, Toro is the new automotive addition to 77 Dillon road. I had twice attempted to pare back ('manually') the somewhat incredibly quick growing 'commercial' grass seed we had sprayed on only a few weeks back - and came away shattered each time saying I could not do that again. From red dirt to foot long grass in a few weeks. Cue the urgent need for the ride-on mower. It is quite an exiting thing for a bloke. And the kids. It looks awesome now (the grass), having a nice big stretch of green in front of the house was what we wanted. Must put up some house photo's next time. But this is Toro.

We had "Geoffie's" 60th. Above photo is the girls and poor Max waiting patiently in the beer buckets. A nice pleasant family affair in the residence of same Geoff & Barb - surprise too. Big family. 6 years in Brisbane and am still learning the names. Getting there though. At the point where it's just the cousins I confuse. Kindov.

The job is going well at this point. Not overwhelmed or anything - just absolutely full on when at work. Tends to be a line of people waiting to come and see me if I leave the office for even a day or two. Tomorrow am off on my 3rd trip to Sydney this month. At least it is just Sydney and I tend to just be away for 1 or 2 evenings midweek. And Max is being quite the routine baby at present (though now that I've said that - bound to go pear shaped). He's usually just about asleep when I get home, 11 o'clock jam bottle in him and 5am we're off. Sounds like an early start, but summer is kicking in here and honestly - we're up and at it early doors.

We thought he was fattening up a bit, but all the scales and measurements are saying just on average. After the Aibhe explosion in her first year, we're a little more conscious of the weight factor this time round........