Voyage for Wood

Let the prop hunt commence. Today's tricky piece was a large bit of wood to mount two golden hands to. Jamie and I traipsed around Winton looking for something that would do the trick and eventually we decided to hop on a bus to the closest home DIY shop. We were then rudely told that no bus goes the way we wanted and walked there instead. Funnily enough, the last time I did this walk was 6 months ago in the cold and pouring rain, today was the opposite since it was way too hot and water was unfortunately not falling from the sky. The journey would take many a minute and we both knew deep down that the only way we could go was forward.

An accurate rendition of our journey

Success was very sweet, The Range had just the thing we were looking for, a lovely bit of wooden shelving hidden away in the back like the Ark from Indiana Jones. Also lemonade. And buses apparently did run to where we wanted. The bus journey home was like ascension to Valhalla, air-conditioned and speedy, it knew and respected our battle for this plaque of wood and wanted to make our passage painless.