Milton is very, very pretty. And what a fun idea an annual scarecrow festival is.

We swung down there with a picnic and a carefree day and FAR OUT those scarecrows were SCARY!!

Pretty much without exception, every single one was frightening. The kids were rating scarecrow scare-factors and demanding I take "frightened" photos of their favourites.

(These last two were friendly.)

We nibbled popcorn and navigated the crowds and said hello to our friends selling gelato and then meandered down to Mollymook for a picnic.

(Facial injury healing nicely.)

It was a lovely. No one ran away or got lost, there were public loos handy when small people suddenly needed them and Ad found excellent coffee at a place called Flour Water Salt. 

Ivy spent the next 24 hours pretending to be a scarecrow. 

And now it's Sunday night and we have a day off tomorrow. Thank you Queenie for having a birthday and if we can't be a sensible republic at least we can skive off for a Monday holiday. Tally ho!

xxx