What I Did On My Holidays, 2017-2018, Day 4

Today was the Day of the Farms. We took the kids to the “Sunflowers Animal Farm” petting zoo (I know, I drew some pretty alarming associations from that name as well, but that’s what they went with), which is always a favourite. You get a bucket of feed and can just wander around feeding the sheep, goats, pigs, chickens, emus, kangaroos, alpacas and horses. I think it is a simply brilliant way of farmers getting other people to pay them to do their jobs.

Anyway, the kids loved it. I suspect some of the signs were out of date, because the “piglets” that you should “please not try to pick up” were now about 80kg of heaving grunt-blubber, but the baby chicks were cute and fuzzy as always. The whole experience made me vaguely hungry for some barbecue.

After that, we went to a farm for the grown-ups: the Berry Farm, winery and port- and jam-making place. Like the Animal Farm, this is also always a favourite. Mrs. Hatboy and I dropped a large wad of cash in the shop, came out with a bunch of excellent produce, and we had an excellent lunch there. Highly recommended for anyone visiting the Australian southwest.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy. https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
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1 Response to What I Did On My Holidays, 2017-2018, Day 4

  1. Pingback: What I Did On My Holidays, 2017-2018, Day 6 | Hatboy's Hatstand

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