Matinée.

We are back in Brisbane...exhausted, aching and blistered.Will is suffering with the heat but I am strangely not feeling it...well, I feel it.... but I am not finding it too uncomfortable.Dulcie was pleased to see us back, laden with grapes and tomatoes from Dave, our neighbour at Frogknot.She had had some visitors over the weekend and I noticed  she had been baking by the box of biscuits ready for our trip to the doctors in the morning."I watched a movie today," she said, "Charles Bronson was in it. It was good.""What was it called?" I asked.She didn't know and went to look it up in the TV magazine.She found it."Death Hunt!" she said.It did not sound like the usual Sunday afternoon fare for, soon to be, 91 year old ladies, but then Dulcie is not usual.