We are back from the few days at Rainbow Bay, have had no flack from Rainbow Beach SLSC about not showing up for dinner. We have had a little under two weeks to get ready for our trip down the New England Hwy to Glen Innes for the Celtic Festival.

Besides being a couple for fifty years we have been living in the same house for 41 years. If the walls could talk!

One of the ‘problems’ of being in the same place for so long is that it grows on you. This includes plants and trees. Long ago we planted two Jacaranda and one Poinciana seedlings down the back. They grew and grew, too big! A huge branch came down in the October 25 storm and a neighbour’s tree of similar size also fell and smashed fences.

So they all had to come down and the fences replaced. This work was completed just before heading to Rainbow Bay.

Wood rather than gold seems to be appropriate for a 50th! We now have to get about cleaning up and replanting.

But first that trip to Glen Innes!

In preparation for all things Scottish our travelling party got together for a planning session over a Ploughman’s lunch. There was a bit of planning at the end of the eating.

Cullen Skink to start, followed by Aberdeen Sausage, Pembroke pies, Haggis (chicken?) skewers, assorted cheeses and condiments. Ah, why go to Glen Innes?

So, we have headed off to Tenterfield for a few nights ahead of the festival in Glen Innes. We got away early as planned at about 12.30pm for the four hour drive to Tenterfield.

Along the way we stopped at the NSW/QLD border for those compulsory border snaps. Wondering whether you will ever return!

We reached Tenterfield and booked into the Peter Allen Motel. An original name for a motel…….