The Simpson Desert and Beyond (and Before)

 DAY 45 (31/5): Yes, we actually did have a day of rest.  I caught up on my blog, I read (currently reading 'Daddy Cool' by Darleen Bungey, Geraldine Brooks' sister), I dozed and generally pottered around. I tried to sort some of my million and one photos but I don't think they are catalogued much better than when I started. While I was stuffing around, Pete was gainfully employed washing and ironing the bed linen. We had an altercation this morning with one of the local birds that has obviously been fed. So precocious!  It was up on our kitchen bench and when I turned had taken cheese off a biscuit that was about 30 cm from where my hand was. Grrr. Arkaroola is relatively quiet, which is good for us for a number of reasons. One, there are fewer people about and two, we are able to buy some pantry items from their kitchen which is apparently overstocked.  Just as well.  I'd forgotten to buy eggs and oats for our daily morning porridge!  We had run out this ...