Its always the same. When should we get going? After lunch. The winter farmhouse lunch is always wholesome and warm, full of love a roadhouse could never offer. We say we'll leave straight after lunch. That way the sun wont be in our eyes and it wont be dusk yet when we get to the forest. I call it kangaroo-o-clock as a joke but I dread being in the forest at dusk as though it were an ordinary superstition that other people also ought to have. It was midday before we finished chatting over breakfast. We would leave after lunch, but lunch had slipped a way into the afternoon in a fashion meals can only do on Sundays in winter at farmhouses. While packing, I thought, it's always the same, the drive to Perth. Somehow lunch moves, or you have to do something after lunch. No matter, the time to leave is just as the sun can get in your eyes and it is dusk as you drive through the forest.
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