You know the Great Ocean Road is damn picturesque! This weekend we ducked down to Lorne for the Saturday night with Rita, Owen, Gem and Tarsh because Gem had a weekend of the torture of Air Force officer training at Sale.
The sun was shining bright most of the time we were there and the odd sun shower brought nothing but rainbow-y happiness. The view from the front room of the house was straight out the the never ending ocean and the beach just 100 metres from our door had rockpools with red and white anenomes and orange and purple starfish. There were piles of stinky yet fascinating seaweed.