Well, I've completed Chapter one of "The Chippetuck Chronicles" and have started on Chapter two. It's been quite tiring to write this little bit. I don't know how professional writers set themselves a daily page quota and stick to it without being half dead.

Yesterday, we drove down to the coastal town of Berry. They have a Market there every first Sunday of the month. I bought a large crocheted blanket for the house in the country and an unusual metal and leather hair clip, that was studded with turquoise stones. It's only an hour and a half away from Sydney, so is a pleasant drive, without too much energy being exerted.

How strange to keep a little diary, when I've never kept one before in my entire life. How boring for those who come across it by chance - my life is very dull, indeed!