Murder and Broken Windows.

I had decided not to blog till after I'd met up with my Aunt and Uncle on Tuesday UNLESS something interesting happened. Well.. sods law, interesting stuff happened.

The Pig Bin. Luckiest pigs in the world!

Was a fairly ordinary week, messing around at work, succeeded at making meringue on my day off. Good tiiiiiiimes. Me and Monique's cooking exchange on our days off is going well. I made her stir fry followed by meringue, ice cream and melted chocolate and she made me this delicious french toast concoction involving lots of spices, chilli etc (she's a pro with the herbs and spices).

My Perfect Meringue =')

Impressive Pear Stacking Skills

Then on Friday at work we noticed lots of police cars flying past and a helicopter of armed police overhead moving in on Roxburgh. Basically (without too much detail, I don't want to gossip) a man separated from his wife two weeks ago and then was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he shot her and then turn the gun on himself. He is alive and in hospital, but it's uncertain if he'll make it or not. Being such a small town (population of 600 I hear... the hostel I'm in therefore making up one sixth of the population LOL) it's sent shockwaves all over, because everyone knew them. Just this evening one of the girls who works in Roxburger told us it's actually her aunt's parents. Horrific to be involved in I'm sure, but she's handling it very well, they all are.

Saturday night we had an impromptu party down at Pinders Pond, lit a fire.. Me, Monique and Antoine went for a late night swim, which was amazing. I maintain the water is warm... they disagree. Sat round the fire drying off and chatting till we eventually headed back to the commercial intending to go to the pub (both of which were closed by 11pm on a Saturday of course ¬_¬) so instead we were relaxing on our balcony, chatting and drinking when Jens and Nickoli, sitting on the window ledge, leaning on the window (single pane and OLD) smashed the window. To be honest it was lucky they didn't get hurt. Pat went MENTAL and confiscated all the alcohol, all the while there was some kind of drunken brawl going on further up the road. Strange night. So now our room is nice and chilled due to an entire window being missing. Result.

Party at Pinders!