A Saturday drive up the Mitchell Highway
to Wellington. Mill said that she had heard
at the CWA there was a new cake shop
with the best pies west of Lithgow.
A 150 mile round trip to buy a pie and sauce
seemed a perfectly normal thing to do. And
the pies were good eaten on a picnic table
next to the Macquarie river with lemonade
in anodised aluminium travelling cups.
Afterwards we wandered around the park
while Dad and Tom went across the road
for a few beers before the drive back to Orange.

150 miles for a pie? You should have eaten two...
ReplyDeleteTypo alert in lines 6 (ting/thing) and 11 (he/the).
Thanks Myron - Typos corrected.
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